Chorus

A fig for those by law protected!

Liberty’s a glorious feast!

Courts for cowards were erected,

Churches built to please the priest.

What is title, what is treasure,

What is reputation’s care?

If we lead a life of pleasure,

’Tis no matter how or where!

A fig for, &c.

With the ready trick and fable,

Round we wander all the day;

And at night in barn or stable,

Hug our doxies on the hay.

A fig for, &c.

Does the train-attended carriage

Thro’ the country lighter rove?

Does the sober bed of marriage

Witness brighter scenes of love?

A fig for, &c.

Life is al a variorum,

We regard not how it goes;

Let them cant about decorum,

Who have character to lose.

A fig for, &c.

Here’s to budgets, bags and wallets!

Here’s to all the wandering train.

Here’s our ragged brats and callets,

One and all cry out, Amen!

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