The Bab Ballads, with Which Are Included Songs of a Savoyard

by W. S. Gilbert

Some man you wished to wed, Matilda!

I took a gun, my darling one,

And shot him through the head, Matilda!

I'm made of stuff that's rough and gruff

Enough, I own; but, ah, Matilda!

It did annoy your poor old boy

To find it was your pa, Matilda!

I've passed a life of toil and strife,

And disappointments deep, Matilda;