The Everlasting Mercy; And, The Widow in the Bye Street

The Everlasting Mercy; And, The Widow in the Bye Street

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The Everlasting Mercy; And, The Widow in the Bye Street

The Everlasting Mercy; And, The Widow in the Bye Street

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From '41 to '51
I was my folk's contrary son;
I bit my father's hand right through
And broke my mother's heart in two.
I sometimes go without my dinner
Now that I know the times I've gi'n her.

From '51 to '61
I cut my teeth and took to fun.
I learned what not to be afraid of
And what stuff women's lips are made of;
I learned with what a rosy feeling
Good ale makes floors seem like the ceiling,
And how the moon gives shiny light
To lads as roll home singing by't.

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