EDWIN'S PILLS, &c, SONG

A Master I have, and I am his man, Galloping dreary dun, And he'll get a wife as fast as he can, With a haily Gaily, Gambo raily, Giggling, Niggling, Galloping, galloway, draggle-tail dreary dun.

I saddled his steed so fine and so gay, Galloping dreary dun, I mounted my mule, and we rode away, With our haily, &c.

We canter'd along until it grew dark, Galloping dreary dun; The nightingale sung instead of the lark, With her haily, &c.

We met with a Friar and ask'd him our way, Galloping dreary dun; By the Lord, says the Friar, you're both gone astray, With your haily, &c.

Our journey, I fear, will do us no good, Galloping dreary dun; We wander alone like the babes in the wood, With our haily, &c.

My master is fighting, and I'll take a peep, Galloping dreary dun; But now I think better, I'd better go sleep, With my haily, Gaily, Gambo raily, Niggling, Giggling, Galloping, Galloway, draggle-tail, dreary dun.