LANDLADY CASEY. Sung by Mrs. Kennedy, in Fontainbleau.
The British lion is my sign, A roaring trade I drive on; Right English usage—neat French wine A landlady may thrive on: At table d'hôte to eat and drink, Let French and English mingle; And while to me they tip the chink, Faith, let the glasses jingle.
CHORUS: Your rhino rattle, Come men and cattle, Come all to Mrs. Casey: Of trouble and money, My jewel, my honey, I warrant I'll make you easy.
When dressed and seated in my bar, Let 'squire, or beau, or belle come; Let Captains kiss me if they dare, It's "Sir, you're kindly welcome!" On shuffle, cog, and slip, I wink, Let rooks and pigeons mingle; And if to me they bring the chink, Faith, let the glasses jingle.
Let love fly here on silken wings, His tricks I still connive at; The lover who would say soft things, Shall have a room in private: On pleasure I am pleased to wink, So lips in kisses mingle; For while to me they bring the chink, Faith, let the glasses jingle.