THE LIFE I LEAD

I feel a surge of deep satisfaction
Much as a king astride his noble steed
When I return from daily strife
to hearth and wife
How pleasant is the life I lead!

Mrs Banks: Dear it's about the children
Mr Banks: Yes, yes, yes, yes

I run my home precisely on schedule
At 6:01, I march through my door
My slippers, sherry and pipe
are due at 6:02
Consistent is the life I lead

Mrs Banks: George they're missing
Mr Banks: Splendid, splendid

It's grand to be an Englishman in 1910
King Edward's on the throne;
it's the age of men
I'm the lord of my castle
the sov'reign, the liege!
I treat my subjects: servants,
children, wife
With a firm but gentle hand
Noblesse Oblige!

It's 6:03 and the heirs to my dominion
Are scrubbed and tubbed and adequately fed
And so I'll pat them on the
head and send them off to bed
Ah Lordly is the life I lead