A Forced March
The young man is a-walking with his girl
Hear him swear
That he loves her and adores her.
And he woos her, and, of course, her
Little foolish heart doth force her;
She’s half crazy and her thoughts are in a whirl.
The young man is a-walking with his girl.
(Hear him swear.)
She is two months old and screaming,
While around the room he’s steaming,
And her ma is in bed dreaming;
He’s half crazy and his thoughts are in a whirl.