| PETRUCHIO:
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| I’ve come to wive it wealthily in Padua,
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| If wealthily then happily in Padua.
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| If my wife has a bag of gold,
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| Do I care if the bag be old?
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| I’ve come to wive it wealthily in Padua.
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| ENSEMBLE:
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| He’s come to wive it wealthily in Padua.
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| PETRUCHIO:
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| I heard you mutter, «Zounds, a loathsome lad you are.»
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| I shall not be disturbed one bit
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| If she be but a quarter-wit,
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| If she only can talk of clo’es
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| While she powders her goddamned nose,
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| I’ve come to wive it wealthily in Padua.
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| ENSEMBLE:
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| He’s come to wive it wealthily in Padua.
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| PETRUCHIO:
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| I heard you say, «Gadzooks, completely mad you are!»
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| 'Twouldn't give me the slightest shock
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| If her knees now and then should knock,
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| If her eye were a wee bit crossed,
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| Were she wearing the hair she’d lost,
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| Still the damsel I’ll make my dame,
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| In the dark they are all the same,
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| I’ve come to wive it wealthily in Padua.
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| ENSEMBLE:
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| He’s come to wive it wealthily in Padua.
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| PETRUCHIO:
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| I heard you say, «Good gad, but what a cad you are!»
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| Do I mind if she fret and fuss,
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| If she fume like Vesuvius,
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| If she roar like a winter breeze
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| On the rough Adriatic seas,
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| If she screams like a teething brat,
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| If she scratch like a tiger cat,
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| If she fight like a raging boar,
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| I have oft stuck a pig before,
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| I’ve come to wive it wealthily in Padua.
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| ENSEMBLE:
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| With a hunny, nunny, nunny,
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| And a hey, hey, hey,
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| PETRUCHIO:
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| Not to mention money, money
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| For a rainy day,
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| PETRUCHIO &ENSEMBLE:
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| I (He's) come to wive it wealthily in Padua. |