Dan the Waiter's Journey to
LONDON.

Printed for and sold by J. Pitts, 14, Great Saint Andrew Street, Seven Dials.

YOUR zervant good Gentlesfolks, how d'ye all
do,
Don'tee know me again, that you stare at me so,
My old Measter, Brulgruddery, he do keep the Red
Cow,
I be Dan the head waiter, sure you all know me
now.
But I've left the Red-Cow, and betwixt you and I
As I've nought else to do, I'll just tell you for why
ay's old Measter to me "what have you been about
You'd seduce my old Lambkin, but I've now found
you out.

Stop Measter, cried I, drive that out of your head,
For dame swore not to marry me, till you be dead,
Oh! Oh! then says he, if you please Mister Dan,
To get a new Measter, and I'll get a new man.
I know that I'm pretty, but I cannot help that,
And if old Mistress thought so, why she knows what's
what,

To handsome men ladies were never yet blind.
If I were born a great beauty why that's no fault of
mine.

Next Mr. deputy Bull for a footman me hired,
But of the old fig-man I were very soon tir'd,
For he call'd me "John Lump" and employ'd me to
guard,

A quakering lady, that he call'd his ward,
Since then I have lived with Matt Mushroom esquire
But of him for my character don't you enquire,
For in "Family Quarrels" he'll have something to do
But though he were Yorkshire, yet I were York-
shire too.

To my employer I've ever been faithful and true,
I have pleas'd all my Measters, nay, my Mistresses
too

And to young dashing spendthrifts, I'd have it well
known,

I can, for a need, knock a Bum Bailey down.
Thus Gentlesfolks all, I have told ye my case.
And am cumm'd up to Lunnun to get a new place,
Should any one here know who wants such a man,
Pray speak a good word in behalf of poor Dan.
But 'tis chiefly your smiles I am anxious to gain,
Your plaudits gives pleasure, your censure gives pain
Believe honest Dan, what he tells you is true,
He's the happiest of men if he can but please you.