The Kitty Port Admiral at the Bench
or, Dogberry in the Suds
air- The Opera HatOn the Devil go with you, fat Tom C-r!
Bribe him well, he'll be your counsellor,
Give you courage when at the bar,
And grant you a special favour:
Some folks thowt you were gyen to hell,
And other some to Derry:
but sup the broth you've made yoursel'.
There's no one can be sorry.Chorus- So the Devil go with you, &c.
Tis well you leave the scorn of those
You've sent unto the work-house,
For, hangman-like, you'd have cash and clothes,
When their friends were glad of the carcase.Bad luck, say I, to your brother brimair!
Your crimes 'twill not half smother;
So go to Stuart's, in Denton-chare,
And prithee choose anotherFor if ever upon the Quay again,
You beg for beef and biscuit,
The sailor lads will surely cry,
Gods! lad, you've sairly miss'd it.May the tread-mill turn to a whiskey-shop,
The parrot into a monkey,
And Tom C-r selling fine shirt neck buttons,
Upon a tripe-wife's donkey.-In: The Newcastle Song Book or Tyne-Side Songster., W&T Fordyce
Newcastle Upon Tyne.