Trouble

At Richie's Bar I took a look, across the

road, across the brook

A little bar, quite in seclude, nice place

to drink, nice place for food

I played some pool, and looked to see,

if any girl did look at me

I won a few, and lost some more, then

I left, went out the door

An hour or two, I went back in, another

game, a chance to win

The girls again I took a look, but every

girl I saw was took

Yet there were some who looked at me,

and raised their skirt for me to see

I chose wrong, took from the place, tried

to kiss, got slapped in face

To the bar I took her back, and said "byby,

I'll hit the sack"

"Please don't go, I'm sorry now, I'll

make it up someway, somehow"

I buy her drink, she said " that's nice,"

another drink I buy her twice

Drunk she got, then through the door

her husband came, POW I'm on the floor

After while I'm on my feet, back 'cross

the brook, to other street

To my room I lay me down, for me I think

get out of town

In morning go, I go for sure

To little bar, I go no more