THE HOBBIES. Written and Sung by Mr. Williamson

Attention pray give while of Hobbies I sing; For each has his hobby, from cobler to king; On some fav'rite Hobby we all get astride, And when we're once mounted, full gallop we ride. All on hobbies, all on hobbies, All on hobbies, gee up, gee O.

Some hobbies are restive, and hard for to govern; E'en just like our wives, they're so cursedly stubborn. The hobbies of scolds are their husbands to teaze; And the hobbies of lawyers are plenty of fees. All on hobbies, &c.

The beaux; those sweet gentlemen's hobbies, good lack! Is to wear great large poultices ty'd round the neck; And they think in the ton and the tippey they're drest, If they've breeches that reach from ankle to chest. All on hobbies, &c.

The hobbies of sailors, when safe moor'd in port, With their wives and their sweethearts, to toy and to sport. When our navy's compleated, their hobby shall be, To shew the whole world that America's free. All on hobbies, &c.

The hobbies of soldiers in time of great wars. Are breeches and battles, with blood, wounds and scars; But in peace you'll observe that quite different their trade is: The hobbies of soldiers, in peace, are the ladies. All on hobbies, &c.

The ladies, sweet creatures! yes, they now and then, Get astride of their hobbies, are just like the men: With smiles and with simpers beguile us with ease; And we gallop, trot, amble e'n just as they please. All on hobbies, &c.

The Americans' hobby has long since been known: No tyrant or king shall from them have a throne. Their states are united—and let it be said, Their hobby is WASHINGTON, peace and free trade. All on hobbies, &c.