Big Ben Struck One

Jones he got mash'd on a lady 
He met in a South Western train ;
Fell in love right away, and the very next day 
He wrote to his sweet Martha Jane 
"Oh! please will you meet me tomorrow 
By the Houses of Parliament,love?" 
One o' - clock was the hour, in a beautiful shower,
Jones was awaiting his dove  

Big Ben struck one! two!! three!!! four!!!!. 
Jones was waiting in the rain for his darling Martha Jane; 
Waiting, waiting, till half past ten, 
Underneath the shadow of great Big Ben

Jones at the big clock kept glancing
Each hour that it started to chime,
As he hadn't a gamp you can bet he was damp,
It was raining the whole blessed time. 
The policeman with looks of suspicion
Kept moving him on here and there;
Though his nose it was blue and his language was too,
His motto was "Never despair."

Big Ben struck one! two!! three!!! four!!!!. 
Jones was waiting in the rain for his darling Martha Jane; 
Waiting, waiting, till half past ten, 
Underneath the shadow of great Big Ben
	
Just as ten-thirty was chiming.
A sweet little creature he spied ;
'Twas the girl of his heart, but he gave such a start, 
For a big fellow walked by her side.
She came up and wished Jones "Good evening," 
But he turned away with a frown—
Then she murmured, "Ah! do let me introduce you 
To my husband, Benjamin Brown."

Big Ben struck one! two!! three!!! four!!!!. 
Jones was busy dodging blows, how he suffered no one knows; 
Waiting, waiting, till half-past ten,
To get a thundering hiding from great big Ben.