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He To Tavern where goes,
    Sow'r Apples and Sloes,
    A long adieu!
    And farewel too,
    The House of the Great,
    Whose Cook has no Meat,
And Butler can't quench my Thirst.
She Good b'uye to the Change,
    Where Rantepoles range;
    Farewel cold Tea,
    And Rattafee,
    Hide-Park too, where Pride
    In Coaches do ride,
Altho' they be choak'd with Dust.
He Farewel the Law-Gown,
She The plague of the Town,
He And Foes of the Crown,
    That should be run down,
She With City-Jack-daws;
    That make Staple Laws,
To Measure by Yards and Ells.
He Stock-Jobbers and Swobbers,
    And Packers and Tackers,
    For ever adieu, and for ever;

CHORUS.

We know what you're doing,
And home we're both going,
And so you may ring the Bells.