Gold-Hatted Lover

'Then wear the gold hat, if that will move her,
If you can bounce high, then bounce for her too,
Till she cry “Lover! Gold-hatted, high-bouncing lover,
I must have you!”'

I’ll wear the gold hat, I’ll bounce high too,
I’ll do anything, love, if it’s for you,
I’ll steal you a sack of satin stars,
I must have you!

Will you see me glorious, exciting, divine?
Picturesque as postcards, will you be mine?
And so we shall love forever and a day,
Amongst my gains.

Amongst my gains, amongst your pains,
Shackled in richest, dooming chains,
But the tides of attentive affection are waning,
My love, from me.

I’ll wear the gold hat, I’ll bounce high too,
I’ll sing your praises until I’m blue,
Till you cry “Lover! Dim-witted, fast-falling lover,
I can’t have you!”