 | The lion's cub |  |
AT MERRY MOUNT.
Oh, what is the use now of sighing,
When any or all things go wrong?
Why question, when there's no replying?
Much better go sing an old song.
Leave to women repining and dying,
A man should be merry and strong,
The worst, when it comes, is but dying,
And the longest of lives is not long.
Sing, “Care hanged a cat,
And Sorrow drowned a rat,
But a cavalier wears a long feather in his hat,
In his hat, hat, hat,
For the cavalier wears a long feather in his hat!”
When any or all things go wrong?
Why question, when there's no replying?
Much better go sing an old song.
Leave to women repining and dying,
A man should be merry and strong,
The worst, when it comes, is but dying,
And the longest of lives is not long.
Sing, “Care hanged a cat,
And Sorrow drowned a rat,
But a cavalier wears a long feather in his hat,
In his hat, hat, hat,
For the cavalier wears a long feather in his hat!”
Suppose you have lost all your treasure
(If you ever had any to lose),
You still have enough left for pleasure,
If you still have your legs and your shoes!
Come on, then, and trip us a measure,
Round the merry May-pole in the dews;
Dance! The Sun dances up in the air,
To the tune of “Away with the blues!”
Sing, “Care hanged a cat,
And Sorrow drowned a rat,
But the cavalier wears a long feather in his hat,
In his hat, hat, hat,
For the cavalier wears a long feathers in his hat;
Hearts go pit-a-pat
(Take that, that, and that).
Oh, the cavalier wears a long feather in his hat!”
(If you ever had any to lose),
You still have enough left for pleasure,
If you still have your legs and your shoes!
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Round the merry May-pole in the dews;
Dance! The Sun dances up in the air,
To the tune of “Away with the blues!”
Sing, “Care hanged a cat,
And Sorrow drowned a rat,
But the cavalier wears a long feather in his hat,
In his hat, hat, hat,
For the cavalier wears a long feathers in his hat;
Hearts go pit-a-pat
(Take that, that, and that).
Oh, the cavalier wears a long feather in his hat!”
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