Oh, the Moonlight's Fair Tonight Along the Wabash.
Though the fields there comes the breath of new mown hay
Though the sycamores the candelights are gleaming
on the banks of the Wabash far away.

and

Oh I works just like a N**** (Navvy) though I isn't over strong
I'm mostly on me trotters all the time
soze I'm glad when Easter Sunday or a Whitsun comes along
for a day of perfect rest I'm really prime

Nah I lately took it in me 'ead I 'ad a day to spare
Wiv the wife and kiddies in their Sunday Clo'es
'Twarz a treat to make me mind up for a little country air
the pleasures of a quiet day's repose

There was me and the missus and the 'arf a dozen kids
a starting in the mornin' for the zoo
We played at Jack and Jill as we sampled Greenwich Hill
and then we went to Eppin' Forest too,

'ampstead, 'igate, Kilburn, Kensal Green
A loaded wiv the lilacs and the may
we got weary on our pins and we lorst the bloomin' twins
but I'm glad we 'ad a nice quiet day.