Ben Golia is my name,
And tho' it may seem queer;
To London Town I came
To sell the goods I've here;
I've whistles for a penny,
And believe me when I say
'Twill teach birds if you've any
For to whistle night and day.

Chorus: So don't think me absurd
And believe me when I say,
'Twill teach your little bird
To whistle night and day.

In Oxford Street you'll there,
Behold me every day,
A selling of my wares
And this you'll hear me say;
The New Chinese Bird Whistle,
Shilling a dozen, a penny for one,
Come buy a new new bird whistle.
And I'll show you how its done.

Chorus:

My sweetheart, Susan Small,
A pretty Canary had;
It would not whistle at all,
Which drove her nearly mad;
I gave her one of these here,
Only just the other day;
And now her bird can beautifully whistle,
Tootle-tum, tootle-tarn tay.

Chorus:

I do a splendid trade,
I've sold to day, four score;
Birds whistle I have made
Wot never did afore;
The Princess Alexandra
Also our glorious Prince,
Patronized me and I hear as how
They've whistled ever-since.

Chorus:

I suppose it'stime to go,
I think you're getting tired;
Tho' my whistle I'd have you know,
Is werry much admired.
So ladies a wery good night to ye,
And gents, the same to you;
I hope you'll not forget me,
When my street you passes through,

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