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.”