The Snug Bit of Land in the Ocean/Rundy's Song in the Farmer

by Anonymous

Divider from 'The Snug Bit of Land in the Ocean', a chapbook printed in Glasgow in 1800

RUNDY'S SONG in the FARMER.

A Flaxen headed cow-boy, as simple as may be,
And next a simple plow-boy I whistled o'er the lee,
But now a saucy footman, I strut in worsted lace,
And soon I'll be a butler, and wag my jolly face!

 When steward I'm promoted, I'll snip a tradesman's bill,
My master's coffers empty, my pockets for to fill;
When rolling in my chariot, so great a man I'll be,
You'll forget the little plow-boy that whistl'd o'er the lee.

 I'll buy votes at elections, but when I've made the pelf,
I'll stand poll for the parliament, & then vote in myself;
Whatever's good for me, Sir, I never will oppose,
When all my ay's are sold off, why then I'll sel my no's.

 I'll bawl harangue, and paragraph, with speeches charm the ear,
And when I'm tired on my legs, then I'll set up a Peers;
In court or city honour, so great a man I'd be
You'll forget the little plow-boy that whistl'd o'er the lee.