Down fell the pony in a fit

From Sheet Music held in Bodleian Library:

The wife and me and all the Family 
Thought we'd have a spree one night, 
We went out looking round about
And we were allright.
I said Bet, let's hire a Wagonette 
Give the kids a country drive
She said done, won't it be some fun 
Bless my heart alive
Off I went and got a natty lot, 
And inside the Family all got
Out when we drove about ten miles
You should have seen our blooming diles — for

Down fell the Pony in a fit
Then the Wagonette broke down, 
The Pony's dead my old woman said
We'll have to tramp it back to Town. 
No, No, No, No, everybody cried,
Its too far to roam,
So we harnessed the old gal in between the shafts 
And we made her pull the whole lot Home.
	
The Wagonette was lovely you can bet 
Before we made a start Great Scot 
Splash board broke, talk about a joke 
Out fell all the lot,
The Pony he was rocky at the knee 
Talk about his back bone too,
He'd had socks when I saw his hocks, 
The bones were sticking thro'.
All the kids got prodding it with Pins
It kicked out and nearly broke my shins 
We passed a field where carrots grew, 
The sight was too much for its true.

When all the load got slung into the road 
What a pretty mob we were
Oh such sights, lacerated "Kites" 
I began to swear.
We all got round the Pony on the ground 
Ticked him up and bunged him in
Oh! what strife, all the kids and wife
Howling did begin,
I said, shut up Father knows a trick 
Take the Harness off the Pony quick, 
I put it on the old gal Bet
That Journey home I shan't forgot.

We made her trot just like an Hottentot 
With the blinkers round her eyes, 
The bit Oh Lor we stuck in her jaw
It was just her size.
All down the street upon her hands and feet
She pulled the Waggonette all gay 
Take my tip when l gave her the whip
The kids they yelled Hooray!
At the Horses Trough I let her stop
Took the Bridle off and let her mop,
When we got Home there was some wars, 
We had a fight and all becos -



["Kites" - Cockney slang for Stomach]
[“Hottentot” is a racist term first used by the Dutch and later adopted in Britain. It refers to the clicking sound which features in the language of Southern African Khoisan peoples.]