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[Judge] When I, good friends, was called to the Bar,
I'd an appetite fresh and hearty,
But I was, as many young barristers are,
An impecunious party.
I'd a swallowtail coat of a beautiful blue,
A brief which I brought 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 semidespondent fury;
For I thought I never should hit on a chance
Of addressing a British Jury.
But I soon got tired of thirdclass 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 with 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 fortythree
In the dusk, with a light behind her!"
[Chorus] She may very well pass for fortythree
In the dusk, with a light behind her!

[Judge]The rich attorney was as good as his word:
The briefs came trooping gaily,
And every 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] For now I'm a Judge!
[Chorus] And a good Judge too!
[Judge] Yes, now I'm a Judge!
[Chorus] And a good Judge too!
[Judge] Though all my law be fudge,
Yet I'll never, never budge,
But I'll live and die a Judge!
[Chorus] And a good Judge too!
[Judge] It was managed by a job:
[Chorus] And a good job too!
[Judge] It was managed by a job:
[Chorus] And a good job too!
[Judge] It is patent to the mob,
That my being made a nob
Was effected by a job.
[Chorus] And a good job too!

By Arthur Sullivan
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Trial by Jury No. 4
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