For men must pay or women weep
And their dress is expensive, and many to keep,
And their mothers are always wo-o-ning.
Three gentlemen lounged at the club-house door,
And they thought of those girls as the funds went down;
They thought of their bankers and thought them a bore,
And of bills that came rolling in “ragged and brown.”
But men must pay or women will weep—
Though debts be pressing—still mothers are deep,
And keep up a constant wo-o-ning.