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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