The Countryman's new care away. To the tune of, Love will find out the way. IF there were employments for men, as have been, And Drums, Pikes, and Muskets inh ' field to be seen, And every worthy Soldier had truly their pay, Then might they be bolder, to sing, Care away. If there were no Rooking, but plain dealing used, If honest Religion were no ways abused, If pride in the Country did not bear sway, The poor, and the Gentry might sing, Care away. If Farmers considered the dearness of grain, How honest poor Tradesmen their charge should maintain, And would b●te the price on't to sing, Care away. We should not be nice on't, of what we did pay. Of poor Tenants Landlords, would not rack their rents, Which oft is the cause of their great discontents: If again good house keeping inh ' Land did hear sway, The poor that sits weeping, might sing, Care away. If to live uprightly all men were concurring, If Lawyers with Clients would use no demurring, But kindly would use them, for what they did pay; They need not sit musing, but sing, Care away. If Spendthrifts were careful and would leave their follies, Ebriety hating, Cards, Dice, Bowling-alleys, Or with wantoness to dally by night or by day, Their wives might be merry, and sing, Care away. The second part. To the same tune. IF Children to Parents, would dutiful be, If Servants with Masters; would deal faithfully, If Gallant poor Tradesmen would honestly pay, Then might they have comfort, to sing, Care away. There is no contentment, to a conscience that's clear, That man is most wretched, a bad mind doth bear, To wrong his poor Neighbour, by night or by day, He wants the true comfort to sing, Care away. But he that is ready, by goodness to labour, In what he is able to helps is poor Neighbour, The Lord will ever bless him by night and by day, All joys shall possess him to sing, Care away. Would wives with their husbands, and husbands with wive, In love and true friendship would so lead their lives, As best might be pleasing, to God night and day, Then they with hearts easing, might sing, Care away. No cross can be greater, unto a goodmind, Than a man to be matched with a woman unkind, Whose tongue is never quiet, but scolds night and day, That man wants the comfort to sing, Care away. A virtuous woman a husband that hath, That's given unto lewdness, to envy and wrath, Who after wicked women, does hunt for his prey, That woman wants comfort, to sing, Care away. Were there no resorting, to houses of vice, Or were there no courting a wench that is nice, Yet ere she will refuse it, the wanton will play, Poor men might be merry, and sing, Care away. Like true subjects loyal, to God let us pray, Our good King so Royal, to preserve night and day: With the Queen, Prince and Nobles, the Lord bless them aye: Then may we all have comfort, to sing, Care away.