One day, as I am certify'd,
He took a whim and fairly dy'd;
And as I'm told by men of sense,
He never has been living since.
THE SONG OF THE
PIPER AND THE FIDDLER'S WIFE.
We're all dry with drinking on't,
We're all dry with drinking on't,
The piper kiss'd the fiddler's wife,
And I can't sleep for thinking on't.
A FAMOUS SONG ABOUT
BETTY PRINGLE'S PIG.
Did you not hear of Betty Pringle's pig?
It was not very little, nor yet very big;
The pig sat down upon a dunghill,
And there poor piggy he made his will.
Betty Pringle came to see this pretty pig
That was not very little, nor yet very big;
This little piggy it lay down and dy'd,
And Betty Pringle sat down and cry'd.