American Old Time Song Lyrics: 27 The Breach Of Promise Case
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 27
THE BREACH OF PROMISE CASE.
Copyright, 1890, by Harding Bros.
Arranged by Otto Heboe. Sung by Joe O'Connor.
The Judge took his scat in the court-house one day,
A nice "breach of promise" to hear,
The plaintiff stepped up with a veil round her face,
A lovely and blushing young dear,
She looked at the jury with a shy, loving glance,
Then Mailed at the counselor below.
Then, turning her sweet, pretty eyes to the judge.
She tenderly murmured, "Hello!"
Chorus.
The judge he winked at the counselor, the counselor winked at the "clerk,"
The jury passed the wink along and murmured there's a lark,
The usher winked at a copper, the copper left his seat,
And, going to the window, winked at somebody on the street.
Pray tell me the facts of your case, the judge said,
Your wrongs we are anxious to hearI'll try, my good Lord, the sweet maiden replied,
My poor heart is broken, I fear;
The monster who wooed me he swore on his life
He'd make me his bride bye-and-bye,
he took me long walks in the moonlight alone,
And kissed me when no one was nigh.
Chorus.
So his lordship grinned at the counselor, the counselor winked at the clerk,
The jury passed the grin along and murmured there's a lark,
The usher grinned at a copper, the copper left his seat,
And, going to the window, grinned at somebody on the street.
The judge took a pinch of his fragrant rappee,
With dignity spread over his face.
You really must name him, my sweet, pretty maid,
Or we cannot proceed with this case-
The maiden then snatched the thick veil from her face.
Then smiled like a mischievous elf.
Then, turning around to the judge, cried: My Lord,
The false-hearted man is yourself.
Chorus.
So his lordship blushed at the counselor, the counselor blushed at the "clerk,"
The jury passed the blush along and murmured there's a lark,
The usher blushed at a copper, the copper left his seat,
And, going to the window, blushed at somebody on the street.
The judge reviewed the charms of the maid he once loved,
And longed her lips once more to press-
Oh, sweet, pretty maid will you marry me now?
She blushingly answered him yes;
They sent for a parson, they sent for a "Clark,"
And before one hour had tied.
They threw all the musty law-papers aside,
And each held a prayer-book instead.
Spoken-Yes, ladies and gentlemen, after a few years of separation, she
meets the villain right there in open court. And who was the Villain? Why.
don't you know? No. His lordship. And what did his lordship do?
Chorus.
His lordship tickled the counselor, the counselor tickled the "clerk,"
The jury passed the sentence and murmured there's a lark.
The usher tickled the copper, the Copper left his seat.
And, going to the window, winked at somebody on the street.
