My Boy Hobby O

Why were you put in Lob's pond, My boy, HOBBY O? (bis) For telling folks to pull the House By the ears into the Lobby O!

Who are your grand Reformers now, My boy, HOBBY O? (bis) There's me and BURDETT,--gentlemen, And Blackguards HUNT and COBBY O!

Have you no other friends but these, My boy, HOBBY O? (bis) Yes, Southwark's Knight, the County BYNG, And in the City, BOBBY O!

How do you recreate yourselves, My boy, HOBBY O? (bis) We spout with tavern Radicals, And drink with them hob-nobby O!

What purpose can such folly work, My boy, HOBBY O? (bis) It gives our partisans a chance Watches to twitch from fob-by O!

Have they no higher game in view, My boy, HOBBY O? (bis) Oh yes; to stir the people up, And then to head the mob-by O.

But sure they'll at their ruin pause, My boy, HOBBY O? (bis) No! they'd see King and Parliament Both d--d without a sob-by O!

But, if they fail, they'll be hanged up, My boy, HOBBY O? (bis) Why, then, they'll swing, like better men, And that will end the job-by O!