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Each day I'll sit beside his tomb,
To watch the flow'rets as they bloom:
That where the drooping rose appears,
I may revive it with my tears.
And o'er his earthly pillow
Shall wave the weeping willow.
To watch the flow'rets as they bloom:
That where the drooping rose appears,
I may revive it with my tears.
And o'er his earthly pillow
Shall wave the weeping willow.
A MAN WITHOUT A WIFE.
A man without a wife
Knows no comfort of his life,
And none but a fool would live single, O.
For when you're buckled to,
You have nothing else to do,
But hear her pretty tongue go jingle, jingle, O.
Knows no comfort of his life,
And none but a fool would live single, O.
For when you're buckled to,
You have nothing else to do,
But hear her pretty tongue go jingle, jingle, O.
Her voice is quite divine,
And if you should incline
To have a single moment of quiet, O,
It would be of little use,
Unless you lov'd abuse,
For she kicks up such a devil of a riot, O.
And if you should incline
To have a single moment of quiet, O,
It would be of little use,
Unless you lov'd abuse,
For she kicks up such a devil of a riot, O.
She'll simper, blush, and grin,
And taste a drop of gin,
Or else a little sup of full-proof brandy, O;
And when it makes her stagger,
Lord! how the jade will swagger,
And her husband she proclaims a Smithfield dandy, O.
And taste a drop of gin,
Or else a little sup of full-proof brandy, O;
And when it makes her stagger,
Lord! how the jade will swagger,
And her husband she proclaims a Smithfield dandy, O.
