packed up in my box -- yes, absolutely two of ev'rything -- Pether 1906

Spearnza 1906 there was I, waiting at the church waiting at the church waiting at the church when I found he'd left me in the lurch. lor, how it did upset me all at once, he sent me round a note here's the very note, this is what he wrote: can't get away to marry you today, my wife, won't let me. I'm in a nice bit of trouble, I confess; somebody with me has had a game. I should by now be a proud and happy bride, but I've still got to keep my single name. I was proposed to by Obadiah Binks in a very gentlemanly way; lent him all my money so that he could buy a home, and punctually at twelve o'clock to-day- lor, what a fuss Obadiah made of me when he used to take me in the park! he used to squeeze me till I was black and blue, when he kissed me he used to leave a mark. each time he met me he treated me to port, took me now and then to see the play; understand me rightly, when I say he treated me, it wasn't him but me that used to pay. just think how disappointed I must feel, I'll be off me crumpet very soon. I've lost my husband - the one I never had! and I dreamed so about the honeymoon. I'm looking out for another Obadiah, I've already bought the wedding ring, there's all my little fal-the-riddles packed up in my box yes, absolutely two of ev'rything. Words: Fred W. Leigh. Melody: Henry E. Pether, 1906