my spouse nancy
    tune—“my jo janet.”
    “husband, husband, cease your strife,
    nor longer idly rave, sir;
    tho' i am your wedded wife
    yet i am not your slave, sir.”
    “one of two must still obey,
    nancy, nancy;
    is it man or woman, say,
    my spouse nancy?'
    “if 'tis still the lordly word,
    service and obedience;
    i'll desert my sov'reign lord,
    and so, good bye, allegiance!”
    “sad shall i be, so bereft,
    nancy, nancy;
    yet i'll try to make a shift,
    my spouse nancy.”
    “my poor heart, then break it must,
    my last hour i am near it:
    when you lay me in the dust,
    think how you will bear it.”
    “i will hope and trust in heaven,
    nancy, nancy;
    strength to bear it will be given,
    my spouse nancy.”
    “well, sir, from the silent dead,
    still i'll try to daunt you;
    ever round your midnight bed
    horrid sprites shall haunt you!”
    “i'll wed another like my dear
    nancy, nancy;
    then all hell will fly for fear,
    my spouse nancy.”