I never says nothing to nobody

From Thomas Hudson's 7th Collection of Comic Songs (1826) 

"A tale-bearer revealeth secrets; but he that is of a faithful spirit concealetb the matter" Proverbs of Solomon.

What a shocking world this is for scandal
The people get worse every day; 
Every thing serves for a handle 
To take folks good name away. 
In backbiting vile each so labours.'
The sad faults of others to show body;
I could tell enough of my neighbours,
But I never says nothing to nobody. 

'Tis a snug little house I reside in,
And the people who're living next door.,
Are smother'd completely such pride in 
As I never met with before:
But outside the door they don't roam, 
A large sum of money they owe body ; 
Folks call, but can't. find them at home -
I never says nothing to nobody.

The butcher, so greasy and fat 
When out, he does nothing but boast;
Struts as he cocks on his hat,
As if he supreme ruled the roost : 
Talks of his wealth and his riches, 
Consequence always does show body;
His ugly old wife wife weas the breeches,
But I never says nothing to nobody. 

The baker lives quite in great style,
His wife is, oh! Lord, such a fright; 
New dresses she's got a great pile,
They sleep out of town every night. 
Country cottage, completely in state. 
Determined not to be a low body ; 
He's been pull'd up three times for short weight. 
But I never says nothing to nobody. 

The publican, thriving in trade, 
With sorrow is now looking down;
His sweet little pretty bar-maid 
Has a little one just brought to town. 
He's not to be seen much about,
His wife is a deuce of shrew body; 
The beadles are on the look out. 
But I never says nothing to nobody.
 
A Methodist parson of fame, 
I see very often go by; 
His heart is fill'd full of love's flame, 
He visits a girl on the sly. 
Altho' this daily I see,
And surely he's but a so so body; 
Of course, as 'tis nothing to me, 
I never says nothing to nobody.
 
The new married couple, so happy,
Seem both the quintessence of love; 
He calls her, before every sappy. 
My darling, my duck, and my dove. 
In private there's nothing but strife, 
Quarrelling, fighting o'erflow body; 
In short, quite a cat and dog life. 
But I never says nothing to nobody.
 
I could tell, if I lik'd, such a tale 
Of neighbours all round great and small; 
That surely I think, without fail.,
Would really astonish you all. 
But here now my short ditty ends, 
J don't want to hurt high or low body; 
I wish to keep in with my friends. 
So I never says nothing to nobody!