Follow them through, my canny lad oh!
Follow the horses, Johnny my lad oh!
Oh lad ly away, canny lad oh!
As me and my marrow was putting the tram,
The lowe it went out, and my marrow went wrang;
You would have laugh’d had you seen the gam,
The deil gat my marrow, but I gat the tram,
Follow the horses, &c.
Oh! marrow, oh! marrow, what dost thou think?
I’ve broken my bottle, and spilt a’ my drink;