Bid him not search for bank notes in the pocket,
For they were lugged out to pay an old debt,
And all he’ll find will be an old locket
Of Sal’s, she gave me when last we met.”
When in Death I shall Quiet be Found.
When in death I shall quiet be found,
Pray bear my clothes to some pawnbroker near,
Tell him to lend you a couple of pound,
And mind he don’t charge for the ticket too dear.