And now for the ladies; oh yes—oh yes;
The ladies, God bless 'em; oh yes:
Who a license have got to make fools of the lot,
And they do it moreover, oh yes—oh yes,
And they do it moreover, oh yes!
Still we can't do without them; oh no—oh no;
'Twere no fair without them, oh no:
And were they not in it, I'd not stay a minute;
Would you, sir? or you, sir?—Oh no! oh no!
I answer for all—oh no!
Turn which way you will, fair folks—fair folks,
Are hard at it still, fair folks;
Some selling, some buying, some laughing, some crying,
And lots of them trying, fair folks—fair folks,
To gammon the other fair folks.
There's booths, too, for gambling; come play—come play;
Yes, out and out gambling, come play;
Where shares, scrip and dice, clean you out in a trice;
They've just picked up "Johnny," come play—come play;
He'll know better in future than play.
