BIB Id 204000
1
As simple as may be,
And next a merry Plough Boy,
I whistled o'er the lee;
But now a saucy footman,
I strut in worsted lace,
And soon I'll be a Butler,
And wag my jolly face.
When Steward I'm promoted;
I'll snip a tradesman's bill;
My master's coffers empty;
My pockets for to fill;
When lolling in my chariot,
So great a man I'll be,
You'll forget the little Plough Boy,
That whistled o'er the lea.
2
But when I've made the pelf,
I'll stand poll for the Parliament,
And then vote in myself;
Whatevers good for me sir,
I never will oppose,
When all my Ayes are sold off,
Why then I'll sell my Noes,
I'll joke harangne and paragraph,
With speeches charm the car,
And when I'm tired on my legs,
Then I'll sit down a peer;
In court or city honour,
So great a man I'll be,
You'll forget the little Plough Boy,
That whistled o'er the lea.