EDWIN'S PILLS, &c, SONG

'Twas I learn'd a pretty, song in France, And I brought it o'er the sea by chance; And when in Wapping I did dance Oh! the like was never seen: For I made the music loud to play, All for to pass the dull hours away, And when I had nothing left for to say, Then I sung fal de ral tit, &c.

As I was walking down Thames-street, A shipmate of mine I chanc'd for to meet, And I was resolv'd him for to treat With a can of grog, gillio! A can of grog they brought us straight, All for to pleasure my ship-mate, And satisfaction give him straight, Then I sung fal de ral tit, &c.

The Maccaronies next came in, All dress'd so neat, and look'd so trim, And thinking for to strike me dumb. Some was short, and some was tall, But 'tis very well known that I lick'd them all, For I dous'd their heads against the wall, Then I sung fal de ral tit, &c.

The Landlord then aloud did say, As how he wish'd I'd go away, And if I 'tempted for to stay, As how he'd take the law: Lord d—me, says I, you may do your worst, For I've not scarcely quench'd my thirst; All this I said, and nothing worse, Then I sung fal de ral tit, &c.

It's when I've cross'd the raging main, And be come back to Old England again, Of grog I'll drink galore; With a pretty girl to sit by my side, And for her costly robes I'll provide, So that she shall be satisfied, Then I'll sing fal de ral tit, &c.