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And Baby's gone just half to sleep, quite sure things isn't right,
Because, you see, I didn't come and kiss him ‘sweet good-night’;
An' Ninelives won't be half a cat without me in the shed,
To pick a romp and scrap with him before he goes to bed;
An' when tomorrow mornin', boys comes round there on the sly,
An' gives our little curly squeal, they won't get no reply;
An' Teacher she will sort of mope an' feel a little sad,
An' state that now she's lost the most mischievous boy she had;
(An' yet she thought she liked me, too, an' said 'twas very sweet—
That time with stones I plunked a dog that bit her on the street;)
In truth, O Lord, I think they all would love to see me back,
Though not so glad as I would be to take the home'ard track;
An' if you'll help me out o' this, I tell you straight and true,
Whenever it is so I can, I'll do as much for you.”
Because, you see, I didn't come and kiss him ‘sweet good-night’;
An' Ninelives won't be half a cat without me in the shed,
To pick a romp and scrap with him before he goes to bed;
An' when tomorrow mornin', boys comes round there on the sly,
An' gives our little curly squeal, they won't get no reply;
An' Teacher she will sort of mope an' feel a little sad,
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(An' yet she thought she liked me, too, an' said 'twas very sweet—
That time with stones I plunked a dog that bit her on the street;)
In truth, O Lord, I think they all would love to see me back,
Though not so glad as I would be to take the home'ard track;
An' if you'll help me out o' this, I tell you straight and true,
Whenever it is so I can, I'll do as much for you.”
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