Politics & government

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                     THE

Whigs have Gained the day

The election now is over and past,
Muatz and Schofield gaind the day at
last,
I tell you I would have them sooner,
Then Bobby Allen or Dick Spooner
      CHORUS.

Hey get along go along spooney,
Hey get along go along Dick,
They tried in vain but all no use
Altho they let their passion lose,
Listen while I tell my tale,
Thare speeches were of no avail,

I think that they do soreley rue,
That they put up aginst the blue,
See the last state of the pole,
How nisley they are in the hole,

They must have thought that Mr.
Muutz,
And Wm, Schofleld was a dunce,
Tho' he brought down the London
police,
Its ctuse'd the rioting to case,

No doubt but many's Known of late,
Dick voted for the church and state,
For his goods deeds he may repent,
He can not sit in parliament,

In Birmingham what funny rigs,
how he did sware and curse the whigs
But his voice it would not reach,
So he may cry his dying speach,

Perhaps you may call it a joke,
They tell me that the bank is broke,
Poor Dick must now lament his loss,
It is enough to make him cross.

It must have been a bitter pill,
I'd have him go and signe his will,
How poor old dick did weell about,
When his oponents throw'd him out.

Sucess to Muntz and Schofield too,
Likewise the colour of true blue,
Many now are in their glorys,
The whigs hare defeated the torys.

They strugled and met great aplause,
And were triumphant in their cause.
And since victorious they have been
We'll drink sucess to England's
Queen.

               CHORUS.

Hear the lament of poor Spooney,
Hear the lament of poor Dick.

Printed for the Author John You I.