When I was young I was too proud To wheel my daughter in her pram. "It's infra dig," I said aloud,-- Bot now I'm old, behold I am Perambulating up and down Grand-daughter through the town.
And when I come into the Square, Beside the fountain I will stop; And as to rest I linger there, The dames will say: "How do, Grand-pop! Lucindy Jane with eyes so blue Looks more and more like you."
And sure it's pleased as Punch I get, And take Lucindy on my knee; Aye, at the risk of getting wet, I blether to the girls a wee: Then as we have a bottle date Home we perambulate.
Gosh! That's the joy of all my day; And as I play the part of nurse: "She's got your nose," I hear them say. Thinks I: "Well now, she might have worse." And how I dream I'll live to see A great-grandchild upon my knee, Whom folks say looks like me!