From The Melodist, and Mirthful Olio: An Elegant Collection of the Most Popular Recitations, Glees, Duets, &c. &c., Vol. 4 (London: H. Arliss, 1829), page 1:


THE HUMOURS OF A COUNTRY FAIR.
Sung by Mr. Mathews, at the Adelphi.

Yes, I own 'tis my delight,
To see the laughter and the fright,
In such a motley merry sight,
    As a Country Fair.
Full of riot, fun, and noise,
Little girls, and ragged boys,
The very flower of rural joys,
    Is fun beyond compare.
Some are playing single-stick,
Boys in roundabouts so thick,
Maidens swinging till they're sick,
    All at a Country Fair.
Wooden toys, and lollipops,
Ribbons, lace, and shilling hops,
Peg, and whip, and humming tops,
    At a Country Fair.

Those in fairs who take delight
In shows, and seeing every sight,
Dancing, singing and a fight,
    At a Country Fair:
Boys by mamma's treacle fed,
With cakes and spicy gingerbread,
On every body's toes they tread,
    All at a Country Fair.
Monkeys mounting camels' backs,
For prizes three men jump in sacks,
And others drinking quarts of max,
    And think that that's your sort.
Corks are drawing, glasses jingle,
Trumpets, drums, together mingle,
Till your heads completely tingle,
    Which quite completes the sport.