And another, from "The Universal Songster, or Museum of Mirth" (London: John Fairburn, 1826), p. 394:

          FOR A PRECIOUS ROW I'M JUST IN CUE.
            Air—"Hey randy dandy O!"—-(Poole.)
   
'Tis now the very time of night,
Hey randy dandy O!
When ghosts to stalk about delight,
With their gallopping randy dandy O!

'Tis now the time when church-yards yawn,
Hey randy dandy O!
And let their tenants out till morn,
With their gallopping randy dandy O!

For a precious row I'm just in cue;
Hey randy dandy O !
Some mischief I should like to do,
With my gallopping randy dandy O!

But first I'll to my mother go,
Hey randy dandy O!
And what is what I'll soon let her know,
With my gallopping randy dandy O!