His lordship played by music,

The tune called fiddle-de-dee.

His lordship when he heard the news,

Caused his eyes to flash like fire then

He looked around, ten thousand pounds

His lordship holloaed, “wire-em.”

He sold his hat, he pawned his coat,

To pay the browns, we find,

And then he run round Hyde Park sqre,

With his shirt hanging out behind.