In her relations’ ventures;
Of course the comp’nies went to smash—
And I’d to pay debentures!
’Twas ever thus, ’twas ever thus:
My life is far from sweet, sirs,
My cash is gone, I’ve nought to pawn
So I must beat retreat, sirs.
I’ll take a trip across the seas
To-day for other nations;
For I shall never be at ease,