Still I Love Him

When I was single I wore a black shawl
Now that I've married, I've nothing at all

Still I love him, I'll forgive him
I'll go with him wherever he goes

He works in the pityard for twelve bob a week
He comes home on Saturdays full as a leach

He stands at the corner and whistles me out
His hands in his pockets, his shirt hanging out

He bought me a handkerchief red, white and blue
And then to clean windows he tore it in two

He comes down our alley and whistles me out
And when I get there he knocks me about

He took me to the alehouse and bought me some stout
Before I could drink it he ordered me out

Oh I like an apple and I like a pear
And I like a pitman with nice curly hair

words and tune from Sedley, Seeds of Love
SOF