THE JOLLY GRINDER



There was a jolly grinder

Once lived by the River Don,

He worked and sang from morn til nlght,

And sometimes he worked none.



cho: And still the burden of his song for ever used to be:

'Tis never worthwhile to work too long

If it doesn't agree with me!



He seldom on a Monday worked

Except near Christmas Day.

It wasn't the labour that he shunned,

For 'twas easier far than play.



cho:



A pale teetotaller chanced to meet

Our grinder one fine day

As he sat at the door with his plpe and glass

And thus to our friend did say:

"You destroy your health and senses too."

Says the grinder, "You're much too free.

Attend to your work, if you've ought to do,

And don't interfere with me."



cho:



"There's many like you go sneaking around

Persuading beer drinkers to turn

'Tis easier far on our failings to spout

Than by labour your living to earn,

I work when I like and play when I can

And I envy no man I see,

Such chaps as you won't alter my plan

For I know what agrees with me.



Recorded by Killen, Gallant Lads Are We

Note: Killen places the song as post-1830, in light of the word

"Teetotaler" It's a rewrite of the "Miller of Dee" RG

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