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It's all very well for people to tell The course that they mean to pursue There are many things easy to talk about, But they're not so easy to do We've heard many a speech that a mile would reach From folks about the way they would walk But strange to relate up to this very date, Such people do nothing but talk Words are but wind, very often we find And I think you'll agree it is true There are many things easy to talk about But they're not so easy to do. The Tee-Totallers they have been trying, they say To rob us of hearty good cheer And because they, you see, prefer water and tea They would stop us from drinking our beer Despite their abuse, they will find it's no use If they try to close up our pubs We've as much right, I think, to a smoke and a drink As those that can stand the big clubs They may chatter for hours, with speechmaking powers And hold Exeter Hall Meetings too But they'll find it is easy to talk about But it's not so easy to do. I went courting a dove, a charming young love A beautiful creature divine But a rival I found was fast gaining ground So I pressed this fair girl to be mine Being first in the field I had no wish to yield But she with my rival took flight And I called him a scamp, with my girl to decamp So he sent me a challenge to fight My friends said, 'Go in, you're certain to win.' But he was about six feet two And fighting's so easy to talk about But it's not so easy to do. I've now got a wife and we never have strife For we've tempers uncommonly mild The one point on which we at all disagree Is because we are not blessed with a child I should really like one, say a nice little son But my wife says a girl is the best And when I walk out and my friends are about They make this a subject for jest While some, I have read, have too many instead For they're blessed with a dozen or two Well keeping them's easy to talk about But it's not so easy to do. And so from my strain, there's something to gain, For these verses were written to teach When there's aught to be done, why idleness shun And don't waste your moments in speech Silence is golden, the poet has said And the chatterbox only a fool A very still tongue will make a very wise head You will find it is always the rule Now to please everyone is hard to be done Yet I hope I have pleased all of you Though to please all is easy to talk about But it's not so easy to do. Encore verse: There are Nations so proud, who talk very loud As they to great power advance They bluster and say, we are going to decay And at our possessions they glance When foes they combine, 'tis time, I opine That we should look after ourselves And ready will be our sons of the sea To receive any covetous elves For ages, 'tis known, we have here held our own Although we've been threatened a few But they know it's so easy to talk about But it's not so easy to do. |
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