London

N.C. There's your lords and ladies fine N.C. Riding in a coach-and-six N.C. Nothing to drink but claret wine N.C. Talking politics E A E There's your lords and ladies fine B E A B Riding in a coach-and-six E A E Nothing to drink but claret wine B E A B E Talking politics... A London is a dainty place G D A great and a gallant city A All the streets are paved with gold G D And all the folks are witty A There's your beaux with powdered clothes G D Bedaubed from head to chin A Their pocket-holes adorned with gold A But not one sous within E A E There's your lords and ladies fine B E A B Riding in a coach-and-six E A E Nothing to drink but claret wine B E A B E Talking politics... A There your English actor goes G D With many a hungry belly A While heaps of gold are forced, god wot A On Signor Farinelli E A E There's your lords and ladies fine B E A B Riding in a coach-and-six E A E Nothing to drink but claret wine B E A B E Talking politics... A London is a dainty place G D A great and a gallant city A All the streets are paved with gold G D And all the folks are witty A There's your dames with dainty frames G D Skins as white as milk A Dressed each day in garments gay G D Of satin and of silk A G D London is a dainty place A G D London is a dainty place A G D London is a dainty place A G D London is a dainty place