Lyrics

How go the Ladies? How go they?
Amble amble all the way.
How go the Lords and the Gentlemen?
Trit trot trit and home again.
How goes the Farmer? How goes he?-
Hobble dee gee, hobble dee gee.
How goes the Butcher Boy who longs to be rich?-
A gallop, a gallop, a gallop and a plonk in the ditch!