Farmer's son or, The unfortunate lovers/My mother did so before me

My MOTHER did so before ME.

IAM a brisk young lively Lass,
a little more than twenty;
And by my comely air and dress,
I can have sweethearts plenty;
But I'll beware of wed ock's snare,
tho' dying swains adore me;
The men I'll teaz. myself to please,
my mother did so before me.

In rich brocades and diamonds bright,
like gayest springs delighting;
My parts and honour shall unite,
to make me more inviting:
For I'll advance, and learn to dance,
to please shall be my glory,
I'll learn to trace each step with grace,
my mother did so before me.

I'll dress as fine as fine can be,
and pride shall be my pleasure;
And though my neighbours envy me,
to mind them I've no leisure,
I'll take delight, both day and night,
to be talk'd of in story,
I'll have it said, There goes a Maid!
my mother did so before me.

To Park or Play I'll often go,
to spend each leisure hour,
I'll walk, and talk with every beau,
and make them feel my power.
But if a dart should pierce my heart,
from one that does adore me,
We'll wed and kiss, what harm's in this!
my mother did this before me.

Then will I manage, when I wed,
my husband to perfection;
But as good wives have often said,
"Keep husbands in subjection."
No snarling fool shall o'er me rule,
or e'er eclipse my glory;
I'll let him see, I'll mistress be,
my mother did so before me.