She in the wainscoat cut a hole,
Just the size of a man, sir,
She smashed a window from the inside,
Saying, I’m the girl that can, sir,
Crack a crib with any chap,
And back up all the riches,
Then she pulled off her crinoline,
And put on the pegtop breeches.
With new spring boots, & fine cloth vest
And overcoat to match, sir,