I am an Oxford sporting blade, likewise a gallant hero;
I've just come down from London town for to view the hills of Dear Oh.

The very first man I chanced to meet he was a lord of honour;
I did insult this noble lord all in such roguish manner.

I drew my pistol to my breast and didn't I make him shiver;
Five hundred pounds all in bright gold to me he did deliver.

Beside the gold a Geneva watch to me he did surrender;
And I thought it was a splendid prize the very first time I did venture.

I took a handful of the same and I bought a slashing gelding;
And he could go and jump a five-barred gate and I bought him off Mister Sheldon.

So up to London I will go as fast as the wind can blow me:
I am resolved on liberty, there's none up there to control me.