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Our wishes we Crown,
When we enter a Town
That is Rich, where the Lasses are kind,
And the Plunder's refreshing and Cool.
Colin.
But what if foul weather
Won't let us come thither,
The Trench full of Water,
Then is it not better,
Lye safe at home, and our Plowjobbers rule.
Coridon.
Gad zooks you're a Cowardly Fool.
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A New Song. On the happy Accession to
the Crown, and coming in of our Gracious
Sovereign, King George.
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