The market-girls an’ fishermen,
    The shepherds an’ the sailors, too,
They ’eard old songs turn up again,
    But kep’ it quiet—same as you!

They knew ’e stole; ’e knew they knowed.
    They didn’t tell, nor make a fuss,
But winked at ’Omer down the road,
    An’ ’e winked back—the same as us!