Then our boatswain he starts us away to the Fair,
While Phœbus does shine on our colours so clear.
Haste away, &c.
It's when from the forest to Ilford we steer,
Every town we go thro' we'll give them three cheers;
Then up to Tommy Wright's for to get refreshed there,
Then return back to Wapping to sup of the best fare;
Where we'll dance and sing so cheerful and gay,
And ever remember that old Daniel Day.
Haste away, &c.