The Scolding WIFE.
To a pleasant New Tune.
[87.]There was a young man for lucre of gain
he lov'd a Widow well,
His friends did tell him often and plain,
in scolding she did excel.
Why that is no matter, quoth he,
so I may have her Bags of Gold,
Let her not spare to Brawl and Scold,
for I'll be as merry, as merry can be.