And a merry young soul was he;
He called for his pipe, and he called for his bowl,
And he called for his fiddlers three.
There was Chamberlainini, and Hartingtonini,
And, Goscheni to make up the three;
For young King C., oh, was fond of a tri-o,
Very fond of a trio was he.
Young King Coal left his rivals in the hole,
When he took the Chancelle-rie
Of the British Exchequer, and, to keep up their pecker,