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Howard Keel
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I've Come To Wive It Wealthily In Padua (Remastered)
I've come to wive it wealthily in Padua If wealthily then happily in Padua If my wife has a bag of gold Do I care if the bag be old? I've come to wive it wealthily in Padua
He's come to wive it wealthily in Padua
I heard you mutter, 'Zounds, a loathsome lad you are' I shall not be disturbed one bit If she be but a quarter wit If she can only talk of clo'es While she powders her doggone nose I've come to wive it wealthily in Padua
He's come to wive it wealthily in Padua
I heard you say, 'Gadzooks, completely mad you are' It wouldn't give me the slightest shock If her knees now and then should knock If her eye were a wee bit crossed
Were she wearing the hair she'd lost Still the damsel I'll make my dame In a brawl they are all the same Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I've come to wive it wealthily in Padua
He's come to wive it wealthily in Padua
I heard you say, 'Good gad, but what a cad you are' Do I mind if she fret and fuss If she fume like Vesuvius If she roar like a winter breeze On the rough Adriatic seas
If she screams like a teething brat If she scratch like a tiger cat If she fight like a raging boar I have oft before I've come to wive it wealthily in Padua
With a hunny, nunny, nunny And a hey, hey, hey Not to mention money, money For a rainy day
I come to wive it wealthily in Padua
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