I've made a hole in
all the leading brackets
From which rip -roaring rich
I happen to be
And if thou wouldst attain
the upper brackets
Marry me, marry me, marry me
My purse has yet to know a silver lining
Still lifeless is my wifeless family tree
But if for love un
ending you are pining
Marry me!
Marry me!
Marry me!
I come to thee, a thoroughbred patrician,
Still spraying my decaying family tree
To give a social goose
to thy position.
Marry me!
Marry me!
Marry me!
Marry me!
Marry me!
Marry me!
Marry me, marry me, marry me,
marry me.
I'm a maid who would marry
and will take with no qualm
any Tom, Dick, or Harry,
any Harry, Dick, or Tom.
I'm a maid mad to marry
and will take double quick
any Tom, Dick, or Harry,
any Tom, Harry, or Dick.
I'm the man thou shouldst marry.
Howdy, Pop. Howdy, Mom!
I'm the man thou shouldst marry!
Art thou Harry, Dick, or Tom?
I'm the man thou shouldst marry!
Howdy, pal!
Howdy, chick!
Art thou Tom, Dick, or Harry?
Call me Tom, Harry, or Dick!
I'm a maid
Maid who would marry
And would no longer tarry
She's a maid
Maid who would marry
May my hopes not miscarry
She's a maid Maid to marry
And would take double quick
Any Tom, Dick, or Harry
Anytime, anywhere!
Dik, dik, dik, a -dik a -dik!
Dik, dik, a -dik a -dik!
Dik, dik, a -dik a -dik!