Lyr Add: Invitation to the Mansion-House Dinner

Subject: Lyr Add: INVITATION TO THE MANSION-HOUSE DINNER
From: Conrad Bladey (Peasant- Inactive)
Date: 15 Jun 00 - 02:41 PM

Invitation to the Mansion-House Dinner
In honour of the Coronation
air- Scots wha ha'e wi' Wallace bled.

Men who have with Mayors fed;
Men whom oft the Mace hath led;
Welcome to your Beef and Bread,
Come and feast to-day.
See yon Ox's buttocks lower;
See yon bags of pudding flour;
Shew your masticating power
Teeth and Loyalty.

Who can't eat is sure a knave;
Send the scoundrel to his grave;
Who can't drink should be a slave;
Such we ne'er  will be.
Who for King and Country's Law
Will cut away and stuff his maw,
Cans will drain, and corks will draw,
Brothers, come with me.

By what's worse than Slavery's chains,
Empty stomachs, gripes, and pains,
We'll eat and drink, until or veins
Swoln like bladderes be.
See yon lumps of beef laid low,
Puddings fall at every blow!
Wine in bumpers round shall flow:
Brothers, look to me!

-Armstrong,  -In: The Newcastle Song Book or Tyne-Side Songster., W&T Fordyce
Newcastle Upon Tyne.