No. 15 - Song - Dinniver - "What has become of the door?"
Diniver: | Oh! what has become of the door? It seems that the door is no more; It used to be here, Or at all events near; Be-shrew me! Why didn't I get home before? I feel such a buzz in my head That I heartily wish I were dead; Tomorrow I'll stop, I'll drink not a drop; Oh! why will not somebody put me to bed! Come steady, lad, stand to your ground, For doors are not easily found; If you chance to be late You must patiently wait Till the keyhole has time to get round. Come steady, lad, stand to your ground, For doors are not easily found; If you chance to be late You must patiently wait Till the keyhole has time to get round. |
Oh! why will the stones of the street Persist in attempting to greet The tip of my nose? Why, one would suppose My head and the pavement were anxious to meet! Oh, come, I must say that's not fair, It's really too bad, I declare! Just now there were none! I only want one! And now I protest there are two of them there! Come steady, lad, stand to your ground, If too many keyholes are found; If you chance to be late You must patiently wait Till the right one has time to get round. Come steady, lad, stand to your ground, If too many keyholes are found; If you chance to be late You must patiently wait Till the right one has time to get round. |
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Now, Dinniver, pray recollect It's what you are bound to expect! Your intellect clear Gets muddled on beer, And temperance rules you most sadly neglect! Is this what you do with your brain? Halloa! There, you're at it again! I hereby declare And solemnly swear That never, no never, no never again! Come steady, lad, stand to your ground, For doors are not easily found; If you chance to be late You must patiently wait Till the keyhole has time to get round. Come steady, lad, stand to your ground, For doors are not easily found; If you chance to be late You must patiently wait Till the keyhole has time to get round. |
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