live O she loved the clinking of glasses When the toast was to nobles and princes In the conjugal nest she was seen at her best, With her keen eye for curtains and chintzes She had all of the furniture ordered By the time they were naming the date And her mother came speeding from distant Dunedin To help with the flowers and cake Chorus At the Chapel of Partial Remembrance The ushers went into a seizure Mr. Bacchus, they said, Should we stand on our heads Would sackcloth and ashes displease (guitaretab.com)
