I tell you they're good, just fetch'd from the Wood,
and fitted for sweeping of Rooms;
Come handle my Ware, for Girls I declare,
you never had better green Brooms, green Brooms,
you never had better green Brooms.
The Maiden did call, the Steward of the Hall,
who came in his Silks and Perfumes,
He gave Jack his Price, and thus in a trice,
he sold all his Bundle of Brooms, green Brooms,
he sold all his Bundle of Brooms.