Way to be happy, or, The new way of Tullochgorum/Ready Money and no Trust

READY MONEY and no TRUST.

ONCE on a time I walked forth,
much like unto a ranger;
I ſaid unto myſelf alone,
I thought I was no ſtranger:
So I'll go ſeek out for a friend,
if that I can find any;
But I conclude now in the end,
there's none like Ready Money
Once on a time I tir'd my horſe,
when I was on my travel,
My money being ſpent and gone,
it gave to me the gravel:
So loud I did for vengeance call,
for things I wanted many;
But nothing I could obtain at all,
without the Ready Money.
Now in ſhort time I return'd again,
becauſe I was a debtor;
With more than I had had before,
for times were growing better:
They call'd me a right honeſt man,
when I paid them ev'ry penny,
The landlord would draw his quarts full,
when he ſaw my ready money.
Suppoſe I ſhould deſire a Mifs,
carrouſing there ſo merry,
Then in ſhe comes with all her ſilks,
and drinks both ſack and cherry:
She does both hug and kiſs me,
and calls me her dear honey:
So long as ever ſhe could ſee
I had plenty of Ready Money.
So let a man go where he will,
or where he has occaſion,
In city, town, or country place,
or in ſome foreign nation.
Then ſhall he be reſpected well,
where'er he goes by any;
Provided he can pay his ſcore,
down with the Ready money.

So now to conclude and end my ſong,
I'd have you all be wary;
Money's the welcomeſt gueſt of all,
therefore be of good cheary:
Never be too free to call,
when you are on a journey,
For nothing you can obtain at all,
without the Ready Money.