If you'll marry me
I'll give you everything I have
You won't ever need to earn a penny
I will be your man
and the ring upon your hand.
Tell the world that you are
my darling Annie.
Thank you, love, of all being glad
to add your wages on to mine.
I can work and keep myself so handy.
You can't be my man
without a golden wedding band
For I'll tell the world that I'm your Annie
For it's love, love will hold us,
is everything
Who could dream of
anything that's better
Not the bow, not the string,
not the golden wedding ring
Just you, love, you and me together
If you'll marry me,
I will give to you my name
It will shield you from idle
talk and envy
When you play the game,
you're secure from any blame
Not a shame to be my darling Annie
Thank you, love,
I'm grateful for the offer of your name
But my own well -doin's dwells in him
I don't like the game
and the rules that make me tame
Not the same girl you married,
not your Annie
For it's love, love will hold us,
love is everything
Who could dream of anything
that's better?
Not the bow, not the string,
not the golden wedding ring
Just you, love, you and me together
If you'll marry me
I'll get a house in Saddledown
A place to call our own,
so neat and canny
With a family and a home,
love, you'll never feel alone
Left on the shelf,
a spinster darling Annie
Dearest love, we could surely
find a place to call our own
All we need is influence and money
But I don't need a ring
or a home or anything
To become a mother or a granny
For it's love, love will hold us,
love is everything
Who could dream of
anything that's better?
Not the bow, not the string,
not the golden wedding ring
Just you, Lord, you and me together
If you'll marry me
I will be faithful unto death
You'll have all my love
and my attention
We will care, we will share life
in sickness and in health
When I die, you can draw
the widow's pension
Well, what do you think?
Makes a lot of sense financially
Not in America, don't they?
I will live with you
and I'll be faithful unto death
We will share all the burdens
we must carry
We'll always be free,
me for you and you for me
But when we're old, love,
maybe we should marry
That'll get us in the papers
It's love, love, oh no,
that love is everything
Who could dream of
anything that's better
Not the vow, not the string,
not the golden wedding ring
Just you, love, you and me, together.
Yes. Yes! APPLAUSE you.
The rogues gallery of return!
Yes. Before we do the last song
the interval is going to be 20 minutes,
so run out do what you need to do
and run back