letra de the little vagabond - otto luening
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dear mother, dear mother, the church is cold
but the ale-house is healthy & pleasant & warm;
besides i can tell where i am used well
such usage in heaven will never do well
but if at the church they would give us some ale
and a pleasant fire our souls to regale
we’d sing and we’d pray all the live-long day
nor ever once wish from the church to stray
then the parson might preach, & drink, & sing
and we’d be as happy as birds in the spring;
and modest dame lurch, who is always at church
would not have bandy children, nor fasting, nor birch
and god, like a father rejoicing to see
his children as pleasant and happy as he
would have no more quarrel with the devil or the barrel
but kiss him, & give him both drink and apparel
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