Twenty years and mear at Edinborrow Jockey liv'd Unmarry'd, At last he would to London gang, and there the silly Loon miscarry'd; While Kate the Brown, the Plump, The Frowzy Browzy, Hoyty Toyty, Covent-Garden Harridan, Soon made poor Jockey's Head to Ake, And spoyl'd him for a merry Man. Wae is me he cry'd, that ever I should change my free Condition, The Quean my Wife will gad abroad, whilst I meet ev'rywhere Derision; I may sigh and Pine and Whine, And run about, The Town about, Each hour crying Welladay, With roaring Boys she diverts her time, And all the Week makes Holiday.
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