With a blue bird's eye about my squeeg, [6]
And a check shirt on my back, [7]
A pair of large wedges in my hoofs,
And an oil skin round my hat.
_Chorus._ And they all, etc.
V
I'll bait a bull or fight a cock,
Or pigeons I will fly;
I'm up to all your knowing rigs [8]
Whilst I my potatoes cry.
_Chorus._ And they all, etc.