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I ain't the kind of bloke as takes to any steady job; / I drives me bottle cart around the town; / A bloke what keeps 'is eyes about can always make a bob -- / I couldn't bear to graft for every brown.
There's lots of handy things about in everybody's yard, / There's cocks and hens a-runnin' to an' fro, / And little dogs what comes and barks -- we take 'em off their guard / And we puts 'em with the Empty Bottle-O!