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THE BATCHELOR OF SIXTY-TWO, by                    
First Line: Some say to ninety-five they live
Last Line: "sing lackadaisy, etc"
Subject(s): Life;marriage;single People; Weddings;husbands;wives;bachelors;unmarried People


Some say to ninety-five they live
A maiden, but I'll not believe
That anyone, though e'er so coy,
Should ne'er have tasted wedlock's joys.
For my part I'm but sixty-two,
Yet think I'm not too old, do you?
To think of taking of a wife,
For I'm tired of leading a batchelor's life;
And so to get married it is my plan,
For a husband must be a happy man,
Sing lackadaisy me od's life,
I wish that I could get a wife.

Once when I was young and gay,
Unto myself I used to say,
What fools these married men must be,
Why don't they single live like me,
And strut about all at their ease,
To kiss and toy with who they please;
No wife have I my ears to pull,
No, thankee, I'm not such a fool,
But now I wish that I'd been dead,
Before a single life I'd led.
Sing lackadaisy, etc.

I have often thought how wrong was I
To say that I would single die,
While around me there does appear
So many coaxing winning dears;
No wife have I, my bed to make,
To wash my shirt or fry my steak;
I am forced to dine at coffee shops,
To scrub the room, and empt' the slops,
Oh what is more than that, alack,
No wife have I to warm my back,
Sing lackadaisy, etc.

If I could only get a wife,
How happy then would be my life,
Whether short or tall I do not care,
Or whether black or red her hair,
To please her I would do my best,
And if with children we should be blest,
I would dandle them upon my lap,
And air the napkins, stir the pap,
In fact I'd study night and day
To be handy in a general way.
Sing lackadaisy, etc.

So ladies pray some pity take
On one who sadly wants a mate;
A kind and loving husband I,
I'm sure to be, at least I'll try,
And young men all take my advice,
I'd have you marry in a trice,
For on my word you may depend,
That woman she's a man's best friend,
For a batchelor's life you'd rue,
If you should live to the age of sixty-two.
Sing lackadaisy, etc.





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