Lyrics:

Lord Mountararat.
If you go in
You're sure to win –
Yours will be the charming maidie:
Be your law
The ancient saw,
'Faint heart never won fair lady!'
All.
Never, never, never,
'Faint heart never won fair lady!'
Every journey has an end –
When at the worst affairs will mend –
Dark the dawn when day is nigh –
Hustle your horse and don't say die!



Lord Tolloller.
He who shies
At such a prize
Is not worth a maravedi,
Be so kind
To bear in mind –
'Faint heart never won fair lady!'
All.
Never, never, never,
'Faint heart never won fair lady!'
While the sun shines make your hay –
Where a will is, there's a way –
Beard the lion in his lair –
None but the brave deserve the fair!

Lord Chancellor.
I'll take heart
And make a start –
Though I fear the prospect's shady –
Much I'd spend
To gain my end –
'Faint heart never won fair lady!'
All.
Never, never, never,
'Faint heart never won fair lady!'
Nothing venture, nothing win –
Blood is thick, but water's thin –
In for a penny, in for a pound –
It's Love that makes the world go round!
Nothing venture, nothing win –
Blood is thick, but water's thin –
In for a penny, in for a pound –
It's Love that makes the world go round!

Dance, and exeunt arm-in-arm together