On Jessy Watsons elopement

Run off is Jessy Watson fair

Her eyes do sparkel, she's good hair

But Mrs. Leath you now shal be

Now and for all Eternity

Such merry spirits I do hate

But now it's over and to late

For to retract such vows you cant

And you must now love your galant

But I am sure you will repent

And your poor heart will then relent

Your poor poor father will repine

And so would I if you were mine

But now be good for this time past

And let this folly be your last