LIMBO.
By the same Author.
Tune.—On a time I was great, now little I’m grown.
I’ll tell you a story, if you please to attend,
When my heart was afflicted with sorrow,
The song it is new, but it’s absolute true;
It’s for nothing that I did buy or borrow:
But I was sent for to Preston’s one day the last week,
There I little expected with what I did meet,