Umbrella Courtship.A belle and a beau would walking go,In love they both were pining;The wind in gentle gales did blow,An April sun was shining.Though Simon long had courted Miss,He knew he’d acted wrong inNot having dared to steal a kiss,Which set her quite a longing—Tol ol ol.It so occurred as they did walk,And viewed each dale so flow’ry,As Simon by her side did stalk,Declared the sky looked show’ry.The rain came to her like a drug,When loudly he did bellow,“Look here, my love, we can be snug,For I’ve got an umbrella”—Tol ol ol.Quick flew the shelter over Miss;Now Simon was a droll one,He thought this was the time to kiss,So from her lips he stole one.She blushed;—the rain left off, and heThe umbrella closed for draining;“Oh don’t,” says she, “I plainly see,It hasn’t left off raining.”—Tol ol ol.Now Simon when he smoked the plan,The umbrella righted,He grew quite bold, talked like a man,And she seemed quite delighted.Their lips rang chimes full fifty times,Like simple lovers training;Says she “These are but lover’s crimes;I hope it won’t leave off raining.”—Tol ol ol.Before they reached the door that night,He all his love did tell her,She said when you a courting come,Don’t forget your umbrella.They married were, had children dear,Eight round-faced little fellows;And strange to state the whole of the eight,Were marked with umbrellas.—Tol ol ol.
A belle and a beau would walking go,In love they both were pining;The wind in gentle gales did blow,An April sun was shining.Though Simon long had courted Miss,He knew he’d acted wrong inNot having dared to steal a kiss,Which set her quite a longing—Tol ol ol.It so occurred as they did walk,And viewed each dale so flow’ry,As Simon by her side did stalk,Declared the sky looked show’ry.The rain came to her like a drug,When loudly he did bellow,“Look here, my love, we can be snug,For I’ve got an umbrella”—Tol ol ol.Quick flew the shelter over Miss;Now Simon was a droll one,He thought this was the time to kiss,So from her lips he stole one.She blushed;—the rain left off, and heThe umbrella closed for draining;“Oh don’t,” says she, “I plainly see,It hasn’t left off raining.”—Tol ol ol.Now Simon when he smoked the plan,The umbrella righted,He grew quite bold, talked like a man,And she seemed quite delighted.Their lips rang chimes full fifty times,Like simple lovers training;Says she “These are but lover’s crimes;I hope it won’t leave off raining.”—Tol ol ol.Before they reached the door that night,He all his love did tell her,She said when you a courting come,Don’t forget your umbrella.They married were, had children dear,Eight round-faced little fellows;And strange to state the whole of the eight,Were marked with umbrellas.—Tol ol ol.
A belle and a beau would walking go,In love they both were pining;The wind in gentle gales did blow,An April sun was shining.Though Simon long had courted Miss,He knew he’d acted wrong inNot having dared to steal a kiss,Which set her quite a longing—Tol ol ol.It so occurred as they did walk,And viewed each dale so flow’ry,As Simon by her side did stalk,Declared the sky looked show’ry.The rain came to her like a drug,When loudly he did bellow,“Look here, my love, we can be snug,For I’ve got an umbrella”—Tol ol ol.Quick flew the shelter over Miss;Now Simon was a droll one,He thought this was the time to kiss,So from her lips he stole one.She blushed;—the rain left off, and heThe umbrella closed for draining;“Oh don’t,” says she, “I plainly see,It hasn’t left off raining.”—Tol ol ol.Now Simon when he smoked the plan,The umbrella righted,He grew quite bold, talked like a man,And she seemed quite delighted.Their lips rang chimes full fifty times,Like simple lovers training;Says she “These are but lover’s crimes;I hope it won’t leave off raining.”—Tol ol ol.Before they reached the door that night,He all his love did tell her,She said when you a courting come,Don’t forget your umbrella.They married were, had children dear,Eight round-faced little fellows;And strange to state the whole of the eight,Were marked with umbrellas.—Tol ol ol.
A belle and a beau would walking go,In love they both were pining;The wind in gentle gales did blow,An April sun was shining.Though Simon long had courted Miss,He knew he’d acted wrong inNot having dared to steal a kiss,Which set her quite a longing—Tol ol ol.
A belle and a beau would walking go,
In love they both were pining;
The wind in gentle gales did blow,
An April sun was shining.
Though Simon long had courted Miss,
He knew he’d acted wrong in
Not having dared to steal a kiss,
Which set her quite a longing—Tol ol ol.
It so occurred as they did walk,And viewed each dale so flow’ry,As Simon by her side did stalk,Declared the sky looked show’ry.The rain came to her like a drug,When loudly he did bellow,“Look here, my love, we can be snug,For I’ve got an umbrella”—Tol ol ol.
It so occurred as they did walk,
And viewed each dale so flow’ry,
As Simon by her side did stalk,
Declared the sky looked show’ry.
The rain came to her like a drug,
When loudly he did bellow,
“Look here, my love, we can be snug,
For I’ve got an umbrella”—Tol ol ol.
Quick flew the shelter over Miss;Now Simon was a droll one,He thought this was the time to kiss,So from her lips he stole one.She blushed;—the rain left off, and heThe umbrella closed for draining;“Oh don’t,” says she, “I plainly see,It hasn’t left off raining.”—Tol ol ol.
Quick flew the shelter over Miss;
Now Simon was a droll one,
He thought this was the time to kiss,
So from her lips he stole one.
She blushed;—the rain left off, and he
The umbrella closed for draining;
“Oh don’t,” says she, “I plainly see,
It hasn’t left off raining.”—Tol ol ol.
Now Simon when he smoked the plan,The umbrella righted,He grew quite bold, talked like a man,And she seemed quite delighted.Their lips rang chimes full fifty times,Like simple lovers training;Says she “These are but lover’s crimes;I hope it won’t leave off raining.”—Tol ol ol.
Now Simon when he smoked the plan,
The umbrella righted,
He grew quite bold, talked like a man,
And she seemed quite delighted.
Their lips rang chimes full fifty times,
Like simple lovers training;
Says she “These are but lover’s crimes;
I hope it won’t leave off raining.”—Tol ol ol.
Before they reached the door that night,He all his love did tell her,She said when you a courting come,Don’t forget your umbrella.They married were, had children dear,Eight round-faced little fellows;And strange to state the whole of the eight,Were marked with umbrellas.—Tol ol ol.
Before they reached the door that night,
He all his love did tell her,
She said when you a courting come,
Don’t forget your umbrella.
They married were, had children dear,
Eight round-faced little fellows;
And strange to state the whole of the eight,
Were marked with umbrellas.—Tol ol ol.