Oh the years are passing by my friend
How soon the clock does chime
And before you blink an eye my friend
You'll soon be out of time
So be happy on this Earth my friend
And spread your kindly cheer
Harken while you may
For Christmas day is near
Harken while you may
Before you end up here
Boo
Ahhh
That'll be five shillings for your wife's grave Mr. Smythe
Oh dear, that much?
Take it or leave it
No, it must be done properly
With no more money, I shall have to appeal to Scrooge's better nature
Scrooge? Ebenezer Scrooge? Here's to his better nature
Hahaha
Come children, we'll find Mr. Scrooge at the Royal Exchange