When he “went on” some papers to help his
son Bill
Who was all tangled up in a dowel-stock mill.
Now Bill was a quitter, and therefore one day
Those notes became due and his dad had to pay.
So he slapped on a mortgage and then buckled
down
To pay up the int’rest and keep off the town.
Oh, that mortgage, it clung like a sheep-tick in
wool,