Occupations

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          THE

     MILKMAN

Pitts, Printer and Toy Warehouse, 6 Grea
                St. Andrew street, 7 Dials

AT dawn of dawn when other folk
In ſlumber drown'd their ſenſes
We milkmen ſing and laugh and joke
Scales ſtyles and all ſuch fences
But when from milking home we're
bound
A ſight more p'eaſing than a ſhow
The roſy laſſes greet the ſound
Of milk my pretty maids below.
Milk my pretty maids &c.

The milkman here and milkman there
Lord how theſe wenches teaſe ye
I'm coming love how much my fair !
Cries I, now there be easy
So that with toying now and then
AS kiſſing too as on I go
I ſcarce have time like other men
To cry milk my pretty maids below.

Tho' twice a day I pay my court
To thoſe that come to meet me
I please them all and that's their sort,
There is none here cau beat me,
My walk I never will reſign
A better one I don't know
Of the trades let this be mine
Of milk my pretty maids below.