(And when it comes to spreading salve, you may gamble I was there.)
I told her I would place her in a finely furnished flat,
And when the joint closed up that night I had my girlie pat.
Next day we saw the parson and paid a month’s rent down.
And then she went a hustling for work around the town.
She’d get up in the morning, go out and get the grub;
While I lay in my downy bed so humble and so snug.
But if the day proved gloomy, then in the house we’d stop.
She’d gather ’round the lay-out while I cooked the fragrant hop.
When winter drew around at last and things were going fine,