From which rip -roaring rich
And if thou wouldst attain
Marry me, marry me, marry me
My purse has yet to know a silver lining
Still lifeless is my wifeless family tree
I come to thee, a thoroughbred patrician,
Still spraying my decaying family tree
Marry me, marry me, marry me,
I'm a maid who would marry
and will take with no qualm
and will take double quick
I'm the man thou shouldst marry.
I'm the man thou shouldst marry!
Art thou Harry, Dick, or Tom?
I'm the man thou shouldst marry!
Art thou Tom, Dick, or Harry?
Call me Tom, Harry, or Dick!
And would no longer tarry
May my hopes not miscarry
She's a maid Maid to marry
And would take double quick
Dik, dik, dik, a -dik a -dik!