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No. 5 - Song - Marie and Girls - "The Man I Marry."
| Marie: | Oh, the man that I wed Must be nice and well-bred, Thirty, say, or a day or two older. He must be of a height That is perfectly right When I rest on his breast Or his shoulder! Then I do not much care If his hair should be fair, Or as black as the back of a raven, But I won't have him if His moustache is too stiff Or his cheek isn't sleek, isn't sleek When it's shaven! Square and strong or light and slim, Tom or Dick or Harry! The man that makes me look at him Is the man I mean to marry. |
| Girls: | Square and strong or quick and slim, Tom or Dick or Harry! |
| Marie: | The man that makes me look at him Is the man I mean to marry. |
| Marie: | Now he may be the sort That is keen upon sport And will ride at my side taking ditches! Or a chief of finance Staking all on a chance, In a dash for a crash or for riches! Or the stage he may fill Or enrapture and thrill All the throng with a song like Apollo, But whatever he's done, I shall know he's the one, When I see it is he, it is he I must follow! He will come and we shall meet, And I may not tarry! The man that takes me off my feet Is the man I have to marry. |
| Girls: | He will come and you shall meet, And you may not tarry! The man, the man that takes you off your feet Is the man you have to marry, to marry. |
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Page modified 13 October 2016