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I laid right down upon the stones
An' bellowed side er Jim;
He was the only pal I had
An' I'd er died for him.

Then all the swell folks in the cab
Got out an' stood around,
They all took off their hats to Jim
A lyin' on the ground.

There was a lady in the crowd
Dressed up alfired grand,
With silk an' lace upon her togs
An' rings upon her hand.

She went right up ter my poor pard,
An' then knelt down by him,
An' held his head upon her arm;
That's jest like some them wim.

She looked so mighty beaut' an' good,
A strokin' cully's head,
Her eyes they were so sorrowful,
I wished 'twas me that's dead.

I know I'd been a better chap
If I had had a ma,
Or some one good ter talk ter me,
An' look at me like her.

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