Jack Had-Lands Lamentation,
That sold and made away his State,
And spent his Money early and late;
And let his Wife and Children want,
Now he makes great moan and does repent;
And desires all good-fellows where ere they be,
To take warning of his poverty.
He was cast in Prison at that bout,
His poor Wife she helpt him out;
She had small reason to do that thing
But true love is a gallant thing;
There is scarce a Tap-house in London town
Will help a Man when he is cast down.
To the Tune of, It is Old Ale that has undone me.
This may be Printed, R.P.
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TO all Good-fellows ile declare,
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To take Example and have a care.
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And do not spend your Means in waste,
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For you will repent it at the last:
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For I myself was blindly led,
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And made all away, I was so bad;
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Let all I say be warnd by me,
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Of drinking and bad company.
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I had Land and Living of my own,
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And a fine Estate, it was well known;
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It was worth threescore pound a year,
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And I spent it all in Ale and Beer,
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My Hostess was all my delight,
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And I sat up swilling day and night.
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Let all I say, etc.
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I never took no care at all,
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God knows I had a sudden fall;
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I sold my State then all away,
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To maintain the Ale-house night and day.
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My Wife and Children was so poor,
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Neighbours cryd shame at me therefore,
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Let all I say, etc.
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I would come home drunk unto my Wife,
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And lead her such a weary life,
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And she would speak me then so fair,
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And intreat me with a lovely ca[r]e;
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And say, good Husband be content,
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Alas! you will these things repent:
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Let all I say be warnd by me,
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Of drinking and bad company.
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My little naked Children, they
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Were almost pind, as Neighbours say,
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And starvd so sore for want of Close,
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I had no care of them God knows;
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Now all is gone, and nothing left,
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I may say, farewel Dagger with dudgeon and Haft:
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Let all I say, etc.
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I cast myself into some Debt,
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And was Arrested then for it;
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Because that I could get no Bail,
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They cast me in a nasty Gaile;
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And there I lay from my poor Wife,
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She relievd me or I had lost my life:
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Let all I say, etc.
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When I was in that misery,
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Ner an Ale-wife that would come to me;
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For all I had spent my State away,
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I had no help of them I say:
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But my poor wife was my best friend,
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And succoured me unto the end:
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Let all I say, etc.
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Then my poor wife she sought about,
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And she made a friend and got me out;
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She sold her Wedding-Ring away,
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To pay my Fees without delay;
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And did so rejoyce at my release,
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And brought me home agen in peace:
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Let all I say, etc.
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Now all is spent I plainly see
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There is no help nor no remedy,
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But labour hard and work full sore,
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That money will be better then all before;
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And bring it home unto my Wife,
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And love her as I love my life:
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Let all I say, etc.
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A man that has a state or has good means;
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Ner use so much these tippling Queans
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They drown your money so very sore,
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And make you at the last be poor;
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I am sure that I may say the same,
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But alas, alas, I was to blame:
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Let all I say, etc.
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Let everyone that goes along,
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Take notice of this new-made Song,
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And take example now by me,
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That am fallen into this Poverty;
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I wish that I might be the last,
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But alack-aday, I am not the first:
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Let all I say, etc.
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So to conclude to end the strife,
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Let every man love his own Wife;
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And save his money, and keep his store,
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Drink not too much to make you poor,
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A man that has Grace will then repent,
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To see his Wife and Children live in want.
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Let all I say, be warnd be me,
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Of Drinking and lewd Company.
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