She went to the barber's She went to the cobbler's To buy him some shoes, But when she came back He was reading the news. She went to the seamstress She went to the hosier's But when she came back He was dress'd in his clothes. The dame made a curtsey, The dame said, "Your servant." Johnny shall have a new bonnet, And why may not I love Johnny? And here's a leg for a stocking, The cock doth crow To let you know, If you be wise, "Tis time to rise. |