And the wife gloom’d, her husband half-drunk for to see,
And he, while undressing, his folly confessing,
Cried, I’ll never take up with such bad companie.
The Irish Comic Vocalist. 1862.
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The Land of the West.
O come to the Wild West, O come there with me,
To see th’ exhibition of Buffalo B—,
Where the fair ladies shoot at the glass balls up-thrown;
O come to the wild west—and come not alone.