lirik lagu richard mitchley - charles dickens - a fine old english gentleman
i’ll sing you a new ballad, and i’ll warrant it first~rate
of the days of that old gentleman who had that old estate;
when they spent the public money at a bountiful old rate
on ev’ry mistress, pimp, and scamp, at ev’ry n0ble gate
in the fine old english tory times;
soon may they come again!
the good old laws were garnished well with gibbets, whips, and chains
with fine old english penalties, and fine old english pains
with rebel heads, and seas of blood once hot in rebel veins;
for all thesе things were requisitе to guard the rich old gains
of the fine old english tory times;
soon may they come again!
this brave old code, like argus, had a hundred watchful eyes
and ev’ry english peasant had his good old english spies
to tempt his starving discontent with fine old english lies
then call the good old yeomanry to stop his peevish cries
in the fine old english tory times;
soon may they come again!
the good old times for cutting throats that cried out in their need
the good old times for hunting men who held their fathers’ creed
the good old times when william pitt, as all good men agreed
came down direct from paradise at more than railroad speed. . .
oh the fine old english tory times;
when will they come again!
in those rare days, the press was seldom known to snarl or bark
but sweetly sang of men in pow’r, like any tuneful lark;
grave judges, too, to all their evil deeds were in the dark;
and not a man in twenty score knew how to make his mark
oh the fine old english tory times;
soon may they come again!
those were the days for taxes, and for war’s infernal din;
for scarcity of bread, that fine old dowagers might win;
for shutting men of letters up, through iron bars to grin
because they didn’t think the prince was altogether thin
in the fine old english tory times;
soon may they come again!
but tolerance, though slow in flight, is strong~wing’d in the main;
that night must come on these fine days, in course of time was plain;
the pure old spirit struggled, but its struggles were in vain;
a nation’s grip was on it, and it died in choking pain
with the fine old english tory days
all of the olden time
the bright old day now dawns again; the cry runs through the land
in england there shall be dear bread ~~ in ireland, sword and brand;
and poverty, and ignorance, shall swell the rich and grand
so, rally round the rulers with the gentle iron hand
of the fine old english tory days;
hail to the coming time!
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