I. — RIDING DOUBLE.

T ROTTIN ' to the fair,
Me and Moll Malony,
Sated, I declare,
On a single pony;
How am I to know that
Molly's safe behind,
Wid our heads, in oh! that
Awk'ard way inclined?
By her gintle breathin',
Whispered past my ear,
And her white arms wreathin'
Warm around me here .
Trottin' to the fair,
Me and Moll Malony,
Sated, I declare,
On a single pony.

Yerrig! Masther Jack,
Lift your fore-legs higher,
Or a rousin' crack
Surely you'll require.
" Ah! " says Moll, " I'm frightened
That the pony 'll start, "
And her hands she tightened
On my happy heart;
Till, widout reflectin',
'Twasn't quite the vogue,
Somehow, I'm suspectin'
That I snatched a pogue.
Trottin' to the fair,
Me and Moll Malony,
Sated, I declare,
On a single pony.

II. — RIDING TREBLE.

Joultin' to the fair,
Three upon the pony,
That so lately were
Me and Moll Malony.
" How can three be on, boy?
Sure, the wife and you,
Though you should be wan , boy,
Can't be more nor two . "
Arrah, now, then may be
You've got eyes to see
That this purty baby
Adds us up to three .
Joultin' to the fair
Three upon the pony,
That so lately were
Me and Moll Malony.

Come, give over, Jack,
Cap'rin' and curvettin',
All that's on your back
Foolishly forgettin';
For I've tuk the notion
Wan may cant'rin' go,
Trottin' is a motion
I'd extind to two;
But to travel steady
Matches best wid three ,
And we're that already,
Mistress Moll and me.
Joultin' to the fair
Three upon the pony,
That so lately were
Me and Moll Malony.