Royalty

WEDDING OF THE PRINCESS ROYAL
ON MONDAY, 25th OF JANUARY, 1858.

AIR.—"The Southern Brreeze, or Helmet on his Brow"

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YOU lads and lasses gay
hold 'the glorious day,
Whon me and Fred will married be,
Flare up and haste away,
I am mom than Seventeen.
Tired of a single life,
And don't you think it is high time,
That I was made a wife,

                     CHORUS.

The bells, shall merrily being,
And the band shall merrily play,
And old John Bill shall happy be
Upon my wedding day.

When me and Fred are spliced,
He happy shall I be,
In nine months time I'll have a kid
To dance upon my knees,
it chance to be a girl,
She shall wear a Crinoline,
And if it is a boy,
A three cooked hat and fentber time.

Fore up you English girls,
Get married for my sake,
Do all you; can; to get a man,
And taste my Wedding like
A life for me.
We are like Darby and Joan,
You must confess is too cold
For maids to lie alone.

My darling husband dear,
My Blooming Prussian Fred,
Shall air the napkins, light the fire,
Boil the kettle make the bed.
Yes, and he shall butter the toast,
Make the tea, and feed the cat,
And while I eat my Breakfast,
Fred shall give the kid the pop.

Me and Fred will do what's right,
His eyes are like two pearls,
Fred sharnt go out at night,
Gallivanting with the girls.
He does I'll break his neck,
I will buy a twopenny broom
And seven and twenty times a day.
I'll flag him round the room,

My husband bless his heart,
Is now in bloom and health,
I never mean to keep a man,
And have to work myself.
Fred shall fetch the coals,
And Fred shall clean my shoes,.
And every Sunday Fred shall make
A stunning Irish stew.

You pretty blooming girls ,
I'must bid you all farewell,
You know when I am married ,
I in England must not dwell,
To Prussia I must go,
So to get married try,
I am off my dears like one o'clock,
Good bye my loves good bye.

Get married girls like me,
And do the business quick,
Come do not silly be ,
Flare up and die a brick.
If your husbands don't you please,
You've a remedy you know,
You can to the Justice go with case,
And quickly get divorced.

TAYL R Printer, 93, Brick lane, Bethnal
Creer near the Railway Aoch
The Trade Suppied.