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Walter and me, we've been courtin' for years
But he's never asked me to wed
When Leap Year comes round I give three hearty cheers
Hip-hip-hooray, hip-hip-hooray, hip-hip-hooray
As I do the askin' instead
I don't want to die an old maid
So I sing him this serenade:
Walter-er, Walter, lead me to the altar
I'll make a better man of you
Walter, Walter, buy the bricks and mortar
And we'll build a love nest for two
My bottom drawer's all packed and ready
My bridal gown's as good as new
Walter, Walter, lead me to the altar
And make all me nightmares come true
Walter, Walter, lead me to the altar
I don't cost much to keep in food
Walter-er, Walter, mother says you oughta
So take me while she's in the mood
You know I'm very fond of chickens
We'll raise a lovely little brood
Walter, Walter, lead me to the altar
And I'll show you where I'm tattooed
Walter, Walter, lead me to the altar
Don't say I've met me Waterloo
Walter, Walter, tears are tasting salter
And I've lost me handkerchief too
Don't muck the goods about no longer
My old age pension's nearly due
Walter, Walter, lead me to the altar
It's either the workhouse or you...
Oh dear, it is an all, it is an all
I'm gettin' older every day
Walter and me, we've been courtin' for years But he's never asked me to wed When Leap Year comes round I give three hearty cheers Hip-hip-hooray, hip-hip-hooray, hip-hip-hooray As I do the askin' instead I don't want to die an old maid So I sing him this serenade: Walter-er, Walter, lead me to the altar I'll make a better man of you Walter, Walter, buy the bricks and mortar And we'll build a love nest for two My bottom drawer's all packed and ready My bridal gown's as good as new Walter, Walter, lead me to the altar And make all me nightmares come true Walter, Walter, lead me to the altar I don't cost much to keep in food Walter-er, Walter, mother says you oughta So take me while she's in the mood You know I'm very fond of chickens We'll raise a lovely little brood Walter, Walter, lead me to the altar And I'll show you where I'm tattooed Walter, Walter, lead me to the altar Don't say I've met me Waterloo Walter, Walter, tears are tasting salter And I've lost me handkerchief too Don't muck the goods about no longer My old age pension's nearly due Walter, Walter, lead me to the altar It's either the workhouse or you... Oh dear, it is an all, it is an all I'm gettin' older every day