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THE NEW BLOOMER COSTUME, by                    
First Line: "listen, females all, no matter what your trade is"
Last Line: "oh dear, what shall we do, when women wear the breeches"
Subject(s): Change;clothing & Dress;women


Listen, females all, no matter what your trade is,
Old Nick is in the girls, the -----'s in the ladies;
Married men may weep, and tumble in the ditches,
Since women are resolved to wear the shirt and breeches.

Chorus

The ladies do declare a change should have been sooner,
The women one and all are going to join the Bloomer.

* * *

No bustles will they wear, nor frocks, depend upon it,
But Jerry hats and caps, instead of dandy bonnets;
Trousers to their knees and whiskers round their faces,
A watch chain in their fob and a pair of leather braces.

* * *

The Bloomers all declare that men are sad deceivers,
They'll take a turn and be prigs, dustmen, and coalheavers;
Members of Parliament, and make such jolly fusses,
Cobble up old ladies' shoes, drive cabs and omnibuses.

Their husbands they will whop and squander all their riches,
Make them nurse the kids and wash their shirts and breeches,
If the men should say a word, there'll be such a jolly row, sirs,
Their wives will make them sweat and beat them with the trousers.

* * *

Female apparel now is going to pot, I vow, sirs,
And the ladies will be fined that don't wear coat and trousers,
Blucher boots and hats and shirts with handsome stitches,
Oh dear, what shall we do, when women wear the breeches.





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