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An Original Collection of Songs

sung at the Theatres Royal, Public Concerts &c. &c. By W. T. Moncrieff

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THE SPECIAL CONSTABLE.
  
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THE SPECIAL CONSTABLE.

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A Comic Song, sung by Mr. J. W. Sharp. Air—Bartholomew Fair.

One of that heroic band,
That have so nobly saved the land,
And our glorious Constitution,
From horrid Revolution,
From Cochranites and Chartists—
What a theme for future Artists!
When the ragamuffins wanted to be bounceable
Each a hero!
Mob at Zero!
Greece and Rome!
Beat at home!
Hey down, ho down, derry derry down,
Whou wouldn't be a Special Constable?
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Hey down, ho down, derry derry down
Oh Lord, who wouldn't be a Special Constable!

212

A baton of command,
Entrusted to one's hand,
Authoris'd to break a head,
With that instrument of dread,
And from all assistance claim
In Her Majesty's own name,
Officially I take up all who're trounceable,
Peace, I say—
Clear the way—
Guard the Crown—
Knock you down!
Hey down, ho down, derry derry down,
Oh, Lord, who wouldn't be a Special Constable?
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213

Hey down, ho down, derry derry down,
Oh, Lord! who wouldn't be a Special Constable!
The Soldiers and Police,
Would in vain have kept the peace,
If they hadn't had the aid,
Of us truly great unpaid,
The Nation's greatest power,
As we showed in danger's hour,
With authority that was quite unpronounceable.
Demonstration—
Glorious station—
Saving all,
From a fall!
Hey down, ho down, derry derry down,
What a fine thing 'tis to be a Special Constable!
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Hey down, ho down, derry derry down,
What a fine thing 'tis to be a Special Constable!
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The facts forming the subject of this Song actually occurred at the time in a small town in Scotland.