Tight little island/The Tight Little Island
The Tight Little Island.
- Daddy Neptune, one day,
- To Freedom did say,
- Daddy Neptune, one day,
If ever I live upon dry land,
- The spot I should hit on,
- Would be little Britain-
- The spot I should hit on,
Says Freedom, Why that's my own Island !
- Oh, what a snug little island,
- A right little, tight little island;
- Oh, what a snug little island,
Search the globe round-none can be found,
- So happy as this little island.
- Julius Cæsar, the Roman
- Who yielded to no man,
- Julius Cæsar, the Roman
Came by water, he couldnt come by land,
- And Dane, Pict, and Saxon,
- Their home turn'd their backs on,
- And Dane, Pict, and Saxon,
And all for the sake of our island.
- Oh, what a snug little island,
- They'd all have a touch at the island,
- Oh, what a snug little island,
Some were shot dead--some of them fled,
- And some staid to live on the island.
- Then a very great war=man,
- Call'd Billy the Norman,
- Then a very great war=man,
Cried, Hang it, I never lik‘d my land,
- It would be more handy,
- To leave this Normandy,
- It would be more handy,
And live on yon beautiful island.
- Says he, Tis a snug little island,
- Shan't we go visit the island,
- Says he, Tis a snug little island,
Hop, skip, and jump-there he was plump,
- And he kick'd up a dust in the island.
- Yet party deceit,
- Help'd the Normans to beat,
- Yet party deceit,
Of traitors they manag'd to buy land,
- By Dane, Saxon, or Pict,
- We ne'er had been lick'd,
- By Dane, Saxon, or Pict,
Had they stuck to the King of the Island.
- Poor Harold, the King of the Island,
- He lost both his life and the island,
- Poor Harold, the King of the Island,
That's very true-what could he do,
- Like a Briton he died for the island.
- Then the Spanish Armada,
- Sent out to invade a'.
- Then the Spanish Armada,
Quite sure, if they ever came nigh land;
- They coudn't do less,
- Than tuck up Queen Bess,
- They coudn't do less,
And take their full swig in the island,
- Oh, the poor Queen of the Island,
- The drones came to plunder the island,
- Oh, the poor Queen of the Island,
But snug in her hive-the Q ueen was alive,
- Andbuz was the word in the island.
- Andbuz was the word in the island.
- These proud puff’d up cakes,
- Thought to make ducks and drakes
- These proud puff’d up cakes,
Of our wealth, but they scarcely could spy land’
- Ere our Drake had the luck,
- Ere our Drake had the luck,
To make their pride duck,
And stoop to the lads of the island.
- Huzza for the lads of the island,
- The good wooden walls of the island.
- Huzza for the lads of the island,
Monsieur or Don—let them come on,
But how would they come off at the
- island.
- I dont wonder much,
- That the French and the Dutch
- I dont wonder much,
Have since been oft tempted to try land,
- And I wonder much less,
- They have met no success,
- And I wonder much less,
For why should we give up our island.
- Oh ’tis a wonderful island,
- All of them long for the island,
- Oh ’tis a wonderful island,
Hold a bit there—let them take fire and air,
- But we’ll keep the sea and the island.
- Then since Freedom and Neptune,
- Have hitherto kept tune,
- Then since Freedom and Neptune,
In each saying, This shall be my land,
- Should the army of England,
- And all they could bring land,
- Should the army of England,
We’d shew them some play for the island.
- We'd' fight for our right to the island.
- We'd give them enough of the island,
- We'd give them enough of the island,
Frenchmen should just-bite at the dust,
- But not a bit more of the island.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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