With your lather and shave, &c.
“Walk in,” says the barber, “sit down in that chair,
I’ll soon mow your beard off right down to a hair.”
So his lather he spread over Paddy’s big chin,
And with his “trust” razor to shave did begin.
With his lather and shave, &c.
“Och, murder!” says Paddy, “now what are you doin’?
Leave off wid yer tricks, or my jaws you will ruin,
Faith, now how would you like to be shaved wid a saw?
Be the powers, you’ll pull every tooth out o’ me jaw.”