LAST NIGHT THE DOGS DID BARK
His boots were leather, his coat was red,
Bold and hairy around.
A spur at his heel, and a hat on his head.
The trooper he was so bold and so big,
Bold, big, and hairy around,
Kissed Nan, drank beer, and ate up the pig,
And never he paid one fig—one fig,
With a clack, hurry-scurry, scurry whack!
Green and airy around.
XII. LAST NIGHT THE DOGS DID BARK
Last night the dogs did bark,
I went to the gate to see.
When every lass has got a spark,
Will nobody come for me?
And it's O dear! what will become of me?
O dear! what shall I do?
Nobody coming to marry me?
Nobody coming to woo?
My father's a hedger and ditcher,
My mother does nothing but spin,
And I am a pretty young lassie,
Yet slowly the money comes in.
And it's O dear! etc.
