Sweet Sally wot lived at the Crown?
How she danced all the night, and drank with delight,
Just to keep up her fame and renown.
When “Bolt.”
Oh! dont you remember the days when “Bolt”
Was the dodge that did landlords so “brown,”
When on quarter day morns we have oft “shot the moon,”
And been off to a new part of town?
The old watchman always would let us then bolt,