Strike it up, Tabor,
And pipe us a favour!
Thou shalt be well paid for thy labour.

Lusty Dick Hopkin,
Lay on with thy napkin,
The stitching cost me but a dodkin.

I mean to spend my shoe sole
To dance about the Maypole!
I will be blithe and brisk!
Leap and skip,
Hop and trip,
Turn about
In the rout,
Until very weary, weary joints can scarce frsik.

The morris were half undone,
Were't not for Martin of Compton.
O well said jigging Al'ce,
Pretty Jill
Stand you still!
Dapper Jack
Means to smack.
How now? Fie! Fie! Fie! You dance false.