DRAUFIELD.

_Old Song._--

My father gave me an acre of land,

Sing ivy, sing ivy.

My father gave me an acre of land,

Sing green bush, holly, and ivy.

I plough'd it with a ram's horn,

Sing ivy, &c.

I harrow'd it with a bramble,

Sing ivy, &c.

I sow'd it with a peppercorn,

Sing ivy, &c.

I reap'd it with my penknife,

Sing ivy, &c.

I carried it to the mill upon the cat's back,

Sing ivy, &c.

Then follows some more which I forget, but I think it ends thus:

I made a cake for all the king's men,

Sing ivy, sing ivy.

I made a cake for all the king's men,

Sing green bush, holly, and ivy.

Notes and Queries, Number 166, January 1, 1853 A Medium of Inter-communication for Literary Men, Artists, Antiquaries, Genealogists, etc. · 第 39 / 169 题