If you want an orange, ripe and full of juice,
Gan to Hannah Black, there you'll get your choose.
Buy broom, &c.
Call at Mr. Turner's, at the Queen's Head—
He'll not set you away without a piece of bread.
Buy broom, &c.
Down the river's side, as far as Dent's Hole,
There you'll see the cuckolds working at the coal.
Buy broom, &c.
[47] Besom.
THUMPING LUCK.
Air—"Gang nae mair to yon Town."
Here's thumping luck to yon town,
Let's have a hearty drink upon't,—
O the days I've spent in yon town,
My heart still warms to think upon't;
For monie a happy day I've seen,
With monie a lass so kind and true,—
With hearty chields I've canty been,
And danc'd away till a' was blue.
Here's thumping luck to yon town,
Let's have a hearty drink upon't,—
O the days I've spent in yon town,
My heart still warms to think upon't.
There's famous ale in yon town,
Will make your lips to smack again,
And many a one leaves yon town,
Oft wishes they were back again;
Well shelter'd from the northern blast,
Its spires and turrets proudly rise,
And boats and keels all sailing past
With coals, that half the world supplies.
Here's thumping luck, &c.