When all the goa was Scarbro' spo,
Between the Tees an Hummer.
Coaches grained 'neath top heavy leeads,
Gigs, carriages an sike like,
Skew'd dust like fun fra' all the rooads,
At' end at Scarbro' tonpike.
Lauk! what a dust there was kick'd up
Like deed what blustrin storance,
A waint queer seeght was seen that da,
Some waxwark thing fra Florence.