Lyr Add: The Queen's Visit to Cherbourg

Subject: Lyr Add: The Queen's Visit to Cherbourg
From: *#1 PEASANT*
Date: 20 Jun 04 - 11:37 AM

The Queen's Visit to Cherbourg

Tune-"The Sly Old Fox."

Now Louis Napoleon, by-the-bye,-Tol lol, etc
With great success a game did try,--Tol lol, etc.
Our gracious Queen, admired by all,
Forgot herself, and deigned to call
With an august assembly got up for a stall.

Ri tol de dol lol, etc.

No other crowned heads did he invite,- Tol lol, etc.
His game being to gammon John Bull at the sight,- Tol lol, etc.
For ages past King,s one by one,
And Emperors toiled, being bent upon
Showing up Britain as well as Vauben-Tol lol, etc

Tune-"Spider and the Fly."

"Will you come into my Cherburg?" sly Louis he did say--
That is, he telegraphed, or else sent word some other way;
"Mind, bring Field-marshal Albert-we'll receive all with /eclat-
Your Majesty and Ministers, so Victoria, bonswa,
Will you, will you, will you, will you come in, British Queen?"

Tune-"Far, far upon the Sea."

All arrangements being made for this regal masquarade,
O'er the bright blue waters nobly on we go,
With our noble Channel Fleet, well manned, and fit to meet
A friend upon the ocean, or a foe.
'Twas thus they left our shores, where a British lion roars
Far, far above the thunder of the seas,
Where Neptune's briny throng in triumph bears along
Old England's flag, that ever braves the battle and the breeze.

Will you come into, etc.

Tune-"Jonathan Brown."

Now a very true story I'm going to tell,
Well founded on fact, and you all know it well:
While the Queen and Prince Albert sailed along in their yacht,
Albert says, "Vat's his game, Vic- vat can he be at?"
With his dumble dum deary, etc.

'Don't speak so loud, dear Al, if you please,
For Mollykoff's trying to cop every sneeze."
Now the guns commenced firing, they landed, and then
Napoleon seized Viccy, saying, "Velcome mine frien."

With his dumble dum deary, etc.

"Dere's my maritime wonder," in their ears he did brawl,
"And dis is my new naval arsenal;"
Then he showed them all round this monsterous plan,
And about our defences to talk he began.

With his dumble dum deary, etc.

"You very mush back in England, " said he.
"But we' ne'er turn'd our backs yet," said Viccy, with glee.
"Dis is very large gun, Mrs. Albert, you see."
"Yes! but I've larger in Woollwich, so it's no treat to me."

With your dumble dum deary, etc.

"With my fleet in my harbour I'm unequalled, no doubt,
And should war be proclaimed I could soon fit them out."
"Ho, ho! that's your game!" then the white of his eye
Turned round as the Queen said, "You'd better not try."

With your dumble dum deary, etc.

"My friends were not pleased with your queer British laws;
And I, too, thought Barnard all but in my claws.
Chop de heads off such men." says the queen, "Ah mon dieu,
If we harbour assassins, we once harboured you."

With your dumble dum deary, etc.

"Then let us be friends, Vic; for when once unfurled,
Our flags, still united, can conquer the world;
I adore Albion's Isle-may ill ne'er beset it."
Says Vic, "So did your uncle: he tried hard for to get it."

With his dumble dum deary, etc.

May our Queen take a hint from this Emperor's boast,
And strengthen old England, as needs round the coast
For if we wish to have peace, I dare venture to say,
Be ready for war, lads-that's the true and best way.

Tune-"Lucy Neal."

Ye loyal hearts in Briton's Isle, who ever true have been
To honour's cause and England's laws, now shout "God save the Queen!"
And may her Majesty and those connected with the State
Look a lottle more at home before it is too late.
Prepare our wooden walls-prepare our wooden walls;
We must complete our Channel Fleet-'tis threat'ning danger calls,
Britannia, rouse thy slumbering lion, and let all nations know
We are prepared for peace or war-to meet a friend or foe.
Let no vile hypocrate assume that Britons dread to meet
Napoleon or his Cherbourg forts, while floats our Channel Fleet.

Spoken- And while we enjoy peace and good-will with our neighbours on the opposite side of the Channel, let us at the same time, with manly hearts and feelings of patriotic zeal, sing-

"Rule Britannia."-Finale.

-Corvan, 1862.