I can't plan just what to do.

Saw Tom Frothingham this mornin',

He says Johnson's gone off, too.

My old mother used to tell me,

When I lagged at any task,

"Keep on working, do no shirking,

You will bring the thing to pass."

That advice has been my motto:

Everything that I've begun,

I've stayed with it, sick or weary,

Till the job was squarely done.

But this case is kind o' different;

Though I ain't the kind that grieves,

How you goin' to work that motto

When the job gets up and leaves?

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S'pose, in thinkin' and decidin',

I refuse to do my part;--

Just sit down and let my mem'ry

Finish breaking up my heart--

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