Ewan MacColl — To the Begging I Will Go

[Verse 1] Of all the trades in England the beggin' is the best For when a beggar's tired, he can sit him down and rest And a-beggin' I will go-o-o And a-beggin' I will go [Verse 2] I've a poke for me salt an another for me malt I've a pair of little crutches, you should see how I can halt And a-beggin' I will go-o-o And a-beggin' I will go [Verse 3] They're patches on me fusti cloak, there's a black patch on me knee But when it comes to Dublin here, I can say as well as they And a-beggin' I will go And a-beggin' I will go [Verse 4] Me britches they are nobbut holеs But me heart is free of care As long as I'vе a belly full Me backside can get bare And a-beggin' I will go And a-beggin' I will go [Verse 5] There's a bed for me where e'er I lie And I don't pay no rent I've got no noisy looms to mind And I am reet content And a-beggin' I will go And a-beggin' I will go [Verse 6] I rest when I am tired I heed no master's bell A man would be mad to be a king When beggars live so well And a-beggin' I will go And a-beggin' I will go [Verse 7] I've bin deef at Dunkinfield And I've bin blint at Shaw And many's a reet and willin' lass I've bedded in the straw And a-beggin' I will go And a-beggin' I will go