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"When I, Good Friends, Was Call'd to the Bar "
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Judge.
When I, good friends, was call'd to the bar,
I'd an appetite fresh and hearty, But I was, as many young barristers are, An impecunious party. I'd a swallow-tail coat of a beautiful blue - A brief which I bought of a booby - A couple of shirts and a collar or two, And a ring that looked like a ruby! Chorus. A couple of shirts and a collar or two,
And a ring that looked like a ruby! |
Judge. In Westminster Hall I danced a dance,
Like a semi-despondant fury, For I thought I never should hit on a chance Of addressing a British Jury - But I soon got tired of third class journeys, And dinners of bread and water; So I fell in love with a rich attorney's Elderly, ugly daughter. Chorus. So he fell in love with a rich attorney's
Elderly, ugly daughter. |
Judge. The rich attorney, he jumped for joy,
And replied to my fond professions: "You shall reap the reward of your pluck, my boy, At the Bailey and Middlesex Sessions." "You'll soon get used to her looks," said he, "And a very nice girl you'll find her! She may very well pass for forty-three In the dusk with a light behind her." Chorus. She may very well pass for forty-three In the dusk with a light behind her." |
Judge.
The rich attorney was good as his word: The briefs came trooping gaily, And ev'ry day my voice was heard At the Sessions or Ancient Bailey. All thieves who could my fees afford Relied on my orations, And many a burglar I've restored To his friends and his relations. Chorus.
And many a burglar he's restored To his friends and his relations. |
Judge.
At length I became as rich as the Gurneys - An incubus then I thought her, So I threw over that rich attorney's Elderly, ugly daughter. The rich attorney my character high Tried vainly to disparage; And now, if you please, I'm ready to try This Breach of Promise of Marriage! Chorus.
And now, if you please, he's ready to try
This Breach of Promise of Marriage! |
Judge. | Chorus. |
For now I'm a Judge! | |
And a good Judge, too! | |
Yes, now I'm a Judge! | |
And a good Judge, too! | |
Though all my law be fudge, Yet I'll never, never budge, But I'll live and die a Judge! |
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And a good Judge, too! | |
It was managed by a job - | |
And a good job too! | |
It was managed by a job - | |
And a good job too! | |
It is patent to the mob, That my being made a nob Was effected by a job. |
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And a good job too! |
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