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THE JOLLY GRINDER There was a jolly grinder Once lived by the River Don, He worked and sang from morn til nlght, And sometimes he worked none. cho: And still the burden of his song for ever used to be: 'Tis never worthwhile to work too long If it doesn't agree with me! He seldom on a Monday worked Except near Christmas Day. It wasn't the labour that he shunned, For 'twas easier far than play. cho: A pale teetotaller chanced to meet Our grinder one fine day As he sat at the door with his plpe and glass And thus to our friend did say: "You destroy your health and senses too." Says the grinder, "You're much too free. Attend to your work, if you've ought to do, And don't interfere with me." cho: "There's many like you go sneaking around Persuading beer drinkers to turn 'Tis easier far on our failings to spout Than by labour your living to earn, I work when I like and play when I can And I envy no man I see, Such chaps as you won't alter my plan For I know what agrees with me. Recorded by Killen, Gallant Lads Are We Note: Killen places the song as post-1830, in light of the word "Teetotaler" It's a rewrite of the "Miller of Dee" RG @work @drink @parody filename[ JOLLGRND TUNE FILE: MILLDEE CLICK TO PLAY RG |
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