There is beauty in the bellow of the blast
There is grandeur in the growling of the gale
There is eloquent outpouring
When the lion is a-roaring
And the tiger is a-lashing of his tail

Yes, I like to see a tiger
From the Congo or the Niger
And especially when lashing of his tail

Volcanoes have a splendour that is grim
And earthquakes only terrify the dolts
But to him who's scientific
There's nothing that's terrific
In the falling of a flight of thunderbolts

Yes, in spite of all my meekness
If I have a little weakness
It's a passion for a flight of thunderbolts

If that is so
Sing derry down derry
It's evident, very
Our tastes are one
Away we'll go
And merrily marry
Nor tardily tarry
Till the day is done

There is beauty in extreme old age—
Do you fancy you are elderly enough?
Information I'm requesting
On a subject interesting
Is a maiden all the better when she's tough?

Throughout this wide dominion
It's the general opinion
That she'll last a good deal longer when she's tough

Are you old enough to marry, do you think?
Won't you wait until you're eighty in the shade?
There's a fascination frantic
In a ruin that's romantic
Do you think you are sufficiently decayed?

And to the matter that you mention
I have given some attention
And I think I am sufficiently decayed

If that is so
Sing derry down derry
It's evident, very
Our tastes are one
Away we'll go
And merrily marry
Nor tardily tarry
Till the day is done
If that is so
Sing derry down derry
It's evident, very
Our tastes are one
Away we'll go
And merrily marry
Nor tardily tarry
Till the day is done
Sing derry down derry
We'll merrily marry
Nor tardily tarry
Till the day is done!

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