Up London City I made my way
Up Cheapside I chanced to stray
Where a fair pretty maid I there did meet
And I greeted her with kisses sweet
I was up to the rigs, down to the jigs, up to the rigs of London Town
She took me to some house of sin
And boldly then she entered in
And loudly for supper she did call
Thinking that I would pay for it all
I was up to the rigs, down to the jigs, up to the rigs of London Town
The supper over the table cleared
The waiter brought white wine and red
The waiter brought white wine and red
And the chambermaid prepared a bed
I was up to the rigs, down to the jigs, up to the rigs of London Town
Between the hours of one and two
She asked me if to bed I'd go
Immediately I did consent
And along with this pretty maid then I went
I was up to the rigs, down to the jigs, up to the rigs of London Town
Her cheeks were white, her lips were red
I kissed her as she lay in bed
But as soon as she was fast asleep
Out of the bed then I did creep
I was up to the rigs, down to the jigs, up to the rigs of London Town
I searched her pockets and there I found
A silver snuff box and 10 pound
A golden watch and a diamond ring
Well, I took the lot and then I locked her in
I was up to the rigs, down to the jigs, up to the rigs of London Town
Come all young men and listen to me
If you meet a pretty girl you use her free
You use her free, but don't get pied
Remember me when I was up Cheapside
I was up to the rigs, down to the jigs, up to the rigs of London Town
I was up to the rigs, down to the jigs, up to the rigs of London Town