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 bleezing blind drunk
Just to give Mickey a warning
And just for to spite I'll stay out all night
And come rolling home drunk in the morning
When Mickey comes home in the evening
He knocks me all black and blue
He knocks me about from the kitchen
From the bedroom right through to the room
For of whiskey I ne'er was a lover
But what can a poor woman do
Oh I'll go and drown all my sorrows
But I wish I could drown Mickey too
I'll go and I'll get blue bleezing blind drunk...
Oh 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 bleezing blind drunk...