CHORUS.
Then hey for good drinking,
It keeps us from thinking,
We all love a drop in our turn.
A stands for Armfield, a good hearty blade,
Tho' he's left the Nag's Head, still follows his trade;
At the foot of the Market you'll find his new shop,
Where many an old friend still calls in for a drop.
B stands for Burns, of the Theatre-square;
She's an orderly woman—good drink is sold there;
If I wanted a wife, I should readily choose
This amiable widow to govern my house.
C stands for Cant, sign of the Blue Bell,
Who keeps a good house, and good porter doth sell:
Quarrelling or fighting is there seldom seen,—
She's a canty old widow, but rather too keen.
D for Dixon, who once kept the Unicorn—Ho!
And D stands for Dixon, White Hart, you well know;
Then there's Dixon, Quayside, just a little way down—
Were the three fattest landlords in all the whole town.
E stands for Eggleton, Fighting Cocks Inn,
Tho' old, took a young wife, and thought it no sin;
F for Finlay, his shop's corner of Pudding-chare,
And good wine and spirits you'll always get there.
G for Gibson, the Blue-posts, in Pilgrim-street,
Where a few jolly souls oft for harmony meet;
H for Hackworth, in Cowgate, Grey Bull is the sign—
Only taste his good ale—faith, you'll say it's divine.
H stands for Heron, the sign of the Cock;
H for Hall, near Nuns' Gate—keeps a snug oyster-shop;
H stands for Horn, and he's done very weal,
Since he bother-d the heart of sly Mrs. Neil.
I stands for Inns—we've the best in the north—
There's the King's Head, the Queen's Head, the George, and the Turf,
The Old Crown and Thistle, and Miller's, Half Moon,
Well known to the trav'lers who frequent the town.