Rise up, rise up, poor Mary Brown,
And see your poor father go through the town.
_Mary._
I will not stand up upon my feet,
To see my poor father go through the street.
_Children._
Rise up, rise up, poor Mary Brown,
To see your poor brother go through the town.
_Mary._
I will not stand up upon my feet,
To see my poor brother go through the street.
_Children._
Rise up, rise up, poor Mary Brown,
To see your poor sister go through the town.
_Mary._
I will not stand up upon my feet,
To see my poor sister go through the street.
_Children._
Rise up, rise up, poor Mary Brown,
To see the poor beggars go through the town.
_Mary._
I will not stand up upon my feet,
To see the poor beggars go through the street.
One would have thought that this tiresome repetition had been continued
quite long enough, but two other verses are sometimes added, introducing
_gentlemen_ and _ladies_ with the same questions, to both of which it is
unnecessary to say that the callous and hardhearted Mary Brown replies
with perfect indifference and want of curiosity. All versions, however,
conclude with the girls saying,—
Rise up, rise up, poor Mary Brown,
And see your poor sweetheart go through the town.