Jake rented old Bill Scroggins’ place
And went to work resolved to make
A fortune for his Sally’s sake.
Poor soul, he toiled with all his might,
From early morn till late at night;
But, ah! no kind, approving word
From Sally’s lips was ever heard.
She lay around, chewed wax and sung
Love songs she’d learned when she was young;
Read old love letters she had got