Walter, Walter (Lead Me to the Altar)-Gracie Fields/Celeste Holm

Walter and me, we've been courtin' for years But he's never asked me to wed When Leap Year comes round I give three hearty cheers Hip-hip-hooray, hip-hip-hooray, hip-hip-hooray As I do the askin' instead I don't want to die an old maid So I sing him this serenade: Walter-er, Walter, lead me to the altar I'll make a better man of you Walter, Walter, buy the bricks and mortar And we'll build a love nest for two My bottom drawer's all packed and ready My bridal gown's as good as new Walter, Walter, lead me to the altar And make all me nightmares come true Walter, Walter, lead me to the altar I don't cost much to keep in food Walter-er, Walter, mother says you oughta So take me while she's in the mood You know I'm very fond of chickens We'll raise a lovely little brood Walter, Walter, lead me to the altar And I'll show you where I'm tattooed Walter, Walter, lead me to the altar Don't say I've met me Waterloo Walter, Walter, tears are tasting salter And I've lost me handkerchief too Don't muck the goods about no longer My old age pension's nearly due Walter, Walter, lead me to the altar It's either the workhouse or you... Oh dear, it is an all, it is an all I'm gettin' older every day