Three husbands shake out life’s sodden sands
In the morning gleam when the moon goes down,
And women are weeping and wringing their hands,
For those who will never go back to the town;
But women must work, and women must weep,
And the sooner its over, the sooner to sleep,
And good-bye to the bar, and its moaning.
Messrs. Hopwood and Crew have recently published a song, entitled “Three Young Men who never went astray,” which has been sung with some success in the Music Halls, but it has no literary merit as a parody.
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