Wouldn't You Like to Know?
Life is just a game of pitch and toss,
(That's my notion,) neither more or less;
All is luck, our profit or our loss,
The best of us can only guess.
Some guess right, but many more guess wrong,
Riches come and riches cut away;
And this burden of a little song
I warble to myself all day:
Oh! wouldn't you like to know,
To know without hazard or fail,
When fortune the copper may throw,
11 'twill come down a head or a tail?
Marriage, too, a game of chance must be,
Some gain prizes, some get only blanks;
So it is with people's œ. s. d.
Invested in the Joint Stock Banks.
If before we enter'd bank or church,
Half the risk a moment we could see,
We'd be left less often in the lurch,
How very jolly that would be. -Chorus.
Could we know what hoss is coming in,
Then the Derby would indeed amuse;
For altho' we think we stand to win,
It's possible we stand to lose.
When to do the culinary act,
Call'd by turfites " putting on the pot,"
When to hedge the coin we may have back'd,
Is quite as much a chance as not.-Chorus.
Whether cook will spoil the ioint or no,
Whether Jones will meet that little bill;
Whether when you sing your song will go
Are matters quite beyond our skill.
Now that I have done my best to please,
Up the fatal copper I will heave;
Come down what it will, I'm at my ease,
In you, my friends, I'll still believe.-Chorus.