My master is punctual always in business
Unpunctuality, even slight, is in his,
Eyes such a crime that on showing my phiz in his
Shop, I thought there'd be the devil to pay,
Shop, I thought there'd be the devil to pay.

Dances with renewed delight.

My aged employer with his physiognomy
Shining from soap like a star in astronomy,
Said, "Mister Cox, you'll oblige me and honour me,
If you will take this as your holiday,
If you will take this as your holiday.

Dances with increased delight and satisfaction.

Visions of Brighton and back, and of Rosherville,
Cheap fare excursions already the squash I feel,
Fearing the rain, put on my Mackintosh I vill,
Now for my breakfast, my light dejeunay,
Now for my breakfast, my light dejeunay.