With a voice that was meller’n apple sass.
At evenin’ meetin’ he came around
Full to the neck with that cream-rich sound,
And the way he would lead Coronation hymn
Would lift ye off’n your pew, by Jim.
On Monday nights he had a call
To sing for the Maltys at Jackson’s Hall.
Tuesdays the Masons and Wednesdays he
Sung like blazes for the I. G. T.
Thursdays, class-meetings, Fridays, sings