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1793.21
A Favourite Song,
Anon
The Star (November 15, 1793)
Founded on Facts,
Sung By Mr. Wallack,
In the Character of a Poor Harmless French Cobler, in a new
Ballet, called The Carmagnols Routed, and which will be
presented This Evening Tomorrow the 16th, and Monday next,
the 18th Instant,
At the Royal Saloon, Astley's, Westminster-Bridge.
I.
Piere Savetier, behold, is from France just arriv'd,
Where twenty-five years I at cobling had triv'd,
Till one fatal day I was tore from my stall,
Le deable tear par pieces the democrats all.
Derry
down, down, &c.
II.
My lapstone and last being chang'd to a gun,
With thousands of others o'er Frontiers I run;
But Messieurs les Anglois cause me so much fright,
That I did sham dead, and escap'd
the same night[1].
Derry
down, &c.
III.
If fair words the back and the belly suffice,
We'd have victuals and clothes, mafois, in a trice;
But when these we ask of our fam'd democrats,
They stop our mouths with their demm'd
assignats[2].
Derry
down, &c.
IV.
I'd rather be Cobler, and work in my stall,
Than of the Convention von grand General;
One day he be great man, he head all the mob,
One two three days after they cut
off his nob[3].
Derry
down, &c.
V.
The Convention's like to an old rotton shoe,
That wants both a soal and a top leather too;
What lets water behind, and the mud in before,
Runs away from the foot, and returns never more.
Derry
down, &c.
VI.
If safe
I arrive, I will stick to my trade[4],
In London where always I'm sure to be paid,
Where law is respected, and that is the ting,
What makes the poor happy, the rich, and the king.
Derry
down, &c.