The Blue Room Lyrics

We'll have a blue room, a new room, for two room.
Where every day's a holiday, because you're married to me.

Not like a ball room; a small room, a hallroom,
Where you can smoke your pipe away, with my wee head upon your knee.

We can thrive on, keep alive on, just nothing but kisses, Fordyce - The Blue Room - http://motolyrics.com/fordyce/the-blue-room-lyrics.html
We're mister and missus, on our little blue chair,

I'll wear* my trousseau, and Robinson Crusoe
Is not so far from worldly cares, as our blue room far away upstairs.

*orignally: sew