Street Criers

(Written for Music)

When Poll stays here, her Jack goes there,

To earn their provender;

Her cries are all in Bethnal Green-

'Sweet Lavender!  Sweet Lavender!

Who'll buy Sweet Lavender?'

And oft she wonders if her Jack

Enjoys a man's success;

Who cries on top of Stamford Hill-

'Young Watercress!  Young Watercress!

Who'll buy Young Watercress?'