Because that in the City,
In troth it is great pity;
Our Gallants hold it much in scorn.
They should put down the City:
But is not this a bouncing Wench,
And is not this a Bonny;
In troth she wears a Holland Smock,
If that she weareth any.
A bonny Lass in a Country Town,
Unto her Commendation;