T H E
THIS POPULAR SONG CAN ALWAYS be HAD POET'S BOX,
One night I wanted lodgings in a country town,
And to a cozy cottage I was led,
When the landlady informed me, as her lodger was away,
She'd agred that I should take the lodger's bed.
Divested of my clothing, I soon sought the snowy sheets,
Where fatigue soon sound expression in snore,
When my dreams were soon diespelled, for I heard the
As she whispered through the key-hole of the door--
I'm sorry to disturb yon, but the lodger's come.
I'm not at all astonished that you look so glum;
You'se a stranger, but don't you know so I think you'd
For you coldn't think of stopping now the lodger's come
These words ran in my head as all the night I wlked the
Till by the early tran I cam to town,
When having told a lot of pels assembled as the club,
Not one of them cnuld keep their laughter dowm.
The phrase became a catch-word, I could hear it every-
As the Yanks remark, I gave myself away:
If my pals should even see me with with a girl upon my-
While one wold march her off, the rest would say--
One evening at the "Cri," I met a charmer of a girl.
Having nothing els to do, saw her home;
We had a bottle of the very finest hrandy,
And we drank each other's health in crystal foam.
I lent the dear a fiver, and she thanked me for the loan.
And on my breast she laid her golden head,
When I felt myself flung out into the passage like a
And a six-foot man confronted me and said?Chorus.
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Probable period of publication:
1880-1900 shelfmark: RB.m.143(149)
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