Way for to woo/Wonderful song

WONDERFUL SONG.

WHAT a wonderful age ’tis my lads,
And what wonderful people live in it,
We’ve wonderful mammas and dads,
Fresh wonders arise every minute.
We’ve wonderful ships in our Navy,
And wonderful soldiers and sailors,
We’ve wonderful beef full of gravy,
And wonderful cabbage for tailers.

We've wonderful Pilots I trow,
To steer us thro’ wonderful dangers,
John Bull is a wonderful cow,
Admired by natives and strangers.
We’ve wonderful grand puppet shows,
A wonderful sight to beholders,
We’ve wonderful boots for the beaux,
And coats made with wonderful shoulders!

We’ve wonderful doctors call’d quacks,
With wonderful puffs in the papers;
Will tell you of wonderful facts,
And cut you most wonderful capers,
With one little wonderful pill,
They every disorder keep under,
For if they can’t cure they can kill,
And where is the difference I wonder.

We’ve wonderful foes on the sea,
Who kick up a wonderful riot,
We’ll bang them with wonderful ease,
And make them all wonderful quiet.
In Egypt we’d wonderful works,
Bonuparte the great undertaker,
Went to take the whole land from the Turks.
But could not get one single acre,

Take a peep at our wonderful ladies,
They look all so wonderful pretty,
Each wig now so wonderful made is,
To suit brown, yellow, and jetty.
We've wonderful pratting old tabby,
Who Ministers should lay a tax on,
Can hide her gay noddle so shabby,
With a wonderful new auburn coxon.

But the wonderful wonder of all,
And wonderful true we have found it,
That Britain so wonderful small,
Should awe the great nations around it.
Huzza, for each Soldier and Tar,
At fighting so wonderful clever,
And whether at peace or at war
Let's sing wonderful Britain for ever.

FINIS.