The men who houses and factories build,
You’ll see them walk at Preston Guild.
When at the Guild you do arrive,
Like bees they’re swarming all alive,
All kinds of trades are working still,
You’ll see, now you’re at Preston Guild.
There’s swinging boxes, likewise shows,
And soldiers ’listing drunken fools,
Both drunkards and teetotallers will,
Enjoy a peep at Preston Guild.