THE
Countrymans Joy,
AT THE
CORONATION
OF
King William & Queen Mary
April the 11th 1689.
To the Tune of I'll tell thee Dick , etc.
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I.
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ODs whirlikins! what mun Che do;
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Ods whirlikins! what mun Che do
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To get to London Town?
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Chill zell my Oxen and my Plow;
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Nay more, my Dun and Dapple too,
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To zee the Volk a Crown'd.
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II.
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To Whitehall Gate Che rid like mad,
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To Whitehall Gate Che rid like mad,
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Where tho' Che knockt with vorce;
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They were zo vull of Guests they zaid,
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There was no Lodging to be had
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Vor me, nor vor my Horse.
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III.
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But when Che came to Westminster ,
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But when Che came to Westminster ,
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What Zights did Che behold?
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Many a Lord and Lady Vair,
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As e'er were zeen in our Shire,
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In Crowns of Shining Gold.
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IV.
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With many other Gallant Voke,
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With many other Gallant Voke,
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To Marchioness and Dutches,
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In Pairs like Cattle in a Yoke;
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Ods bub, Che wisht beneath my Cloke
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Che had her in my Clutches.
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V.
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After the Rest, in State were Led,
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After the Rest, in State were Led,
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Our King and Queen, God Bless 'em,
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Under the Tester of a Bed,
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You'd think them going to be Wed,
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They did zo vinely Dress 'em.
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VI.
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God Zave, The Cry was all along,
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God Zave, The Cry was all along,
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King William and Queen Mary ,
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While all the Burden of my Zong,
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Was Cursing the Pick-Pocket Throng,
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That made poor Giles Miscarry:
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VII.
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Of Zhillings Vorty Vour Che brought,
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Of Zhillings Vorty Vour Che brought,
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To pay my Score in Town,
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Of all those Crowns, not one poor Groat,
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When I was dry, to wet my Throat,
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Was left to bring me down.
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VIII.
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But shoud Che live another Reign,
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But shoud Che live another Reign,
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On Horseback, or a Foot,
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If e're ye catch me there again,
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Then make a Znush-Box of my Brain,
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And Zteal my Hyde to Boot.
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