Old Wellington as I’ve heard say, with his great whacking nose, sir,
With a donkey cart is going out a gathering old clothes, sir.
Russell and Grey, as I’ve heard say, are going to be sailors,
And Bobby Peel will make, of steel, new thimbles for the tailors;
Cobden and Bright will have a fight, and conquer in dirch man,
Without protection, in a crack, knock down the Duke of Richmond.
The muck carts they will go by steam, no horses will be wanted,
We will have four pound loaves for threepence each, then we shall be undaunted,
Girls must new fashioned whiskers wear, fine lawns they must adorn her,
Their stockings must be made of gold brought home from California.