Catches, canons and drinking songs

to your rude health,

Text: We travel ev’ry street,‥


We travel ev’ry street,
on the soles of our feet,
with our hoops upon our shoulders
we jolly traders meet,
our adds sticks in our girdle,
our drivers in our hand,
and thus we ask the fair maids
how tight their vessels stand,
and if a lass proves leaky
’tis known we soon can hoop her,
which yet still we loudly cry,
“Any work for the Cooper!”

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