I love Mary, shy little blue eyed Mary, warm and glowing as the evening sky,
I love Mary, never a bit contrary, and I’ll love her till the day I die.
But I’m going out with a blousy old trout called Sadie, she’s right on the ball but she ain’t what you call a lady, as a beauty she’s a stumor but I’ll keep my sense of humour, I can stomach the lot as long as she’s got that old mazoumour?. So I put out the cat and I do this and that for Sadie, and if I keep my health I can end up a wealthy man
And though I lov e Mary, pretty little Mary, Mary doesn’t suit my plan, Mary’s just an also ran