Bonny Hodge

As Dolly sat milking her cow, Young Hodge he by chance pass'd that way; He left both his cart and his plough; Her beauty so led him astray. With rapture he leap't o'er the style, And he swore he never saw a maid so pretty, very pretty, I will kiss you says he with a smile, But the nymph soon reply'd I wont let ye'. I wont let ye' I wont let ye', But the nymph soon reply'd I wont let ye'.

Young Hodge then his suit did renew, What harm is in kissing I pray; Was you the wide world to pursue, You'd find it was done night and day. The Monarch who sits on his throne, He kisses his Queen so pretty, very pretty; That is true Doll reply'd I must own. "Then why do you say you wont let me? You wont, &c."

The cow she perceiv'd in a trice, That Doll had neglected her call; And thinking 'twas Cupid's advice, Kick'd the milk pail, stool down and all, Oh! if these are your tricks then cry'd Hodge, I'll away to my dairy maid Betty, Bonny Betty, Curse the cow, Doll reply'd in a rage, Come back Bonny Hodge and I'll let ye'. And I'll, &c.