NURSIE, NURSIE
 
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She was a sweet little, neat little nurse
He was her patient with quite a long purse
And a most patient 'patient' was he
She nursed him daily, for he wasn't well
Though what really ailed him he couldn't quite tell
And for that matter neither could she
Still, he liked her nursing, and she liked his gold
And here is the sequel, as I've heard it told.

Chorus: Nursie, Nursie nursed little Percy in a perservering way
Nursie, Nursie perservered with Percy till at last I've heard say
Percy, Percy fell in love with Nursie
And a year since they were wed
And now Nursie doesn't nurse her little Percy
Percy nurses little Nurse instead.


He'd get much worse as the evenings drew near
She'd say, 'I don't understand it - it's queer
That your temperature, sir, is so high.'
Then her dear head on his chest she'd recline
And murmur so sweetly, 'Now, say ninety-nine'
But his only response was a sigh
She thought dear old Percy the queerest of chaps
If she left the room, he would have a relapse.

Chorus:

He seemed to get neither better not worse
She got quite anxious, for, poor little Nurse
Percy's ailment could not understand
His pulse was normal, but curious to tell
He always complained that he didn't feel well
Unless Nursie kept hold of his hand
She called in the doctor, who said with a wink
'It's his heart that is wrong, Miss, he's lost it , I think.'

Chorus: Nursie, Nursie nursed little Percy in a perservering way
Nursie, Nursie perservered with Percy
Till at last I've heard say
Percy, Percy married little Nursie
It's a year since they were wed
And now Nursie's got another little Percy
That she nurses every night instead.
 
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Written and composed by W. David & B. Lee - 1910
Performed by Clarice Mayne (1886-1966)
 
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