Dear friends I have a sad story,
A very sad story to tell,
I married a man for his money,
And he's worse than the devil himself.
I'll go and I'll get blue bleezin blind drunk,
Just to give Micky a warnin,
And just for to spite I might stay out all night,
And come rollin home drunk in the morning.
When Micky comes home in the evening,
He batters me all black and blue,
He knocks me about from the kitchen,
From the bedroom right through to the room.
Of whiskey I ne'er was a lover
But, what can a poor woman do?
Oh I'll go and I'll drown all my sorrows
But, I wish I could drown Micky too!
I'll go and I'll get blue bleezin blind drunk,
Just to give Micky a warning,
And just for to spite I'll stay out all night,
And come rolling home drunk in the morning.
Dear friends I have a sad story,
A very sad story to tell,
I married a man for his money,
And he's worse than the devil himself.
A very sad story to tell,
I married a man for his money,
And he's worse than the devil himself.
I'll go and I'll get blue bleezin blind drunk,
Just to give Micky a warnin,
And just for to spite I might stay out all night,
And come rollin home drunk in the morning.
When Micky comes home in the evening,
He batters me all black and blue,
He knocks me about from the kitchen,
From the bedroom right through to the room.
Of whiskey I ne'er was a lover
But, what can a poor woman do?
Oh I'll go and I'll drown all my sorrows
But, I wish I could drown Micky too!
I'll go and I'll get blue bleezin blind drunk,
Just to give Micky a warning,
And just for to spite I'll stay out all night,
And come rolling home drunk in the morning.
Dear friends I have a sad story,
A very sad story to tell,
I married a man for his money,
And he's worse than the devil himself.