A grease it rides

Ho boy what news

           Terror news the boy will not say

           The goose will not say the crows

           will not

Ride on

           Ride on to the town

           on its last fire the last legs of its fire

What news what news the coals will not say

What ho the shopkeep what ho the laundress

Thrown to cats and dogs at night the rats

Is it black bone or charcoal ride on

           The smoke leaves with you

           A grease it rides

           and weighs nothing

           though it lived and you carry it

           bearing the news without knowing