I've come to wive it wealthily
in Padua.
If wealthily, then happily in Padua.
If my wife has a bag of gold,
do I care if the bag be old?
I've come to wive it
wealthily in Padua.
He's come to wive it
wealthily in Padua.
I heard you mutter,
Zound's a loathsome lad you are.
I shall not be disturbed one bit,
If she be but a quarter wit.
If she only can talk of clothes,
While she powders
her darker nose.
I've come to wive it wealthily
and pad, you are.
He's come to wive it wealthily
and pad, you are.
I heard you say,
Gadzook's completely mad, you are.
T 'wouldn't give me the
slightest shock
If her knees now
and then should knock
If her eyes were a wee bit crossed
Were she wearing the hair she'd lost
Still the damsel I'll make my dame
In the dark they are all the same
I've come to wive it wealth
ily in Padua
He's come to wive it wealth
ily in Padua
I heard you say, good gad,
but what a cad you are.
Do I mind if she fret and fuss?
If she fume like Vesuvius?
If she roar like a winter breeze
on the rough Adriatic seas?
If she scream like a teething brat?
If she scratch like a tiger cat?
If she fight like a raging bull?
I have oft stuck a pig before.
I've come to wive it wealthily in Padua
With the waddy -naddy -naddy
and the hey -hey -hey
Not to mention money -money for a rainy day
I've come to wive it wealthily in Padua you