Here's the lines for "gink".
The word is obviously a double entendre, and could mean 'money', 'load', or 'dust,dirt'(whatever needed sweeping with her bonny green besom). Sort of an early version of "getting your ashes hauled", as it were.

One day as I was roving, over the hills so high,
I met with a rakish squire, all with a rolling eye;
He tipp'd to me the wink, I wrote to him the tune,
I eased him of his gink, a-gathering of green broom.

One day as I was turning all to my native vale,
I met Jack Sprat the miller, he asked me to turn tail;
His mill I rattled round, I ground the grists so clean,
I eased him of his gink, a-gathering broom so green.
Blessings,
Barbara