my spouse nancy
tune—“my jo janet.”
“husband, husband, cease your strife,
nor longer idly rave, sir;
tho' i am your wedded wife
yet i am not your slave, sir.”
“one of two must still obey,
nancy, nancy;
is it man or woman, say,
my spouse nancy?'
“if 'tis still the lordly word,
service and obedience;
i'll desert my sov'reign lord,
and so, good bye, allegiance!”
“sad shall i be, so bereft,
nancy, nancy;
yet i'll try to make a shift,
my spouse nancy.”
“my poor heart, then break it must,
my last hour i am near it:
when you lay me in the dust,
think how you will bear it.”
“i will hope and trust in heaven,
nancy, nancy;
strength to bear it will be given,
my spouse nancy.”
“well, sir, from the silent dead,
still i'll try to daunt you;
ever round your midnight bed
horrid sprites shall haunt you!”
“i'll wed another like my dear
nancy, nancy;
then all hell will fly for fear,
my spouse nancy.”