Robert William Service - Brave Coward lyrics

Elisabeth imagines I've A yellow streak She deems I have no dash and drive, Jest dogoned weak. 'A man should be a man,' says Liz 'Trade blow for blow.' Poor kid! What my position is She jest don't know. She jest don't know my old man k**ed, Yea, slew and slew. As steamy blood he sweetly spilled, So could I too. And though no wrath of heart I show When I see red, I fear no S. O. B. but oh Myself I dread. Though fellers reckon me a dope And trigger-shy, 'Tain't nice to dangle on a rope, And like Pa die. So as I belly to the bar Meek is my breath . . . No guts! --Don't needle me too far, Elizabeth!