Soon then I mounted in swell street-high.
And sported my flashest toggery, [16]
Fake away!
Fainly resolved I would make my hay,
Fake away!
While Mercury's star shed a single ray;
And ne'er was there seen such a dashing prig,
With my strummel faked in the newest twig, [17]
Fake away!
With my fawnied famms and my onions gay, [18]
Fake away!
My thimble of ridge and my driz kemesa, [19]
All my togs were so niblike and plash. [20]
Readily the queer screens I then could smash. [21]
Fake away!
But my nuttiest blowen one fine day, [22]
Fake away!
To the beaks did her fancy-man betray, [23]
And thus was I bowled at last,
And into the jug for a lag was cast,
Fake away!
But I slipped my darbies one morn in May, [24]
And gave to the dubsman a holiday, [25]
And here I am, pals, merry and free,
A regular rollicking romany. [26]

[1: cell; Newgate]
[2: woman whose husband has been hanged; child]
[3: work away!]
[4: dancing master]