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Stern Old Bachelor

I am a stern old bachelor
My age is forty-four
I do declare I’ll never live
With women any more

Little sod shanty
Sod shanty give to me
For Im a stern old bachelor
From matrimony free

I have a stove that’s worth ten cents
a table worth fifteen
I cook my grub in oyster cans
and keep all things so clean

When I come home late I have no fear
I smile and walk right in
I never hear a voice yell out
I say where have you been

On winters cold and story night
In my cosy little shack
I sing my song and smoke my pipe
With no one to talk back

And when I go to bed alone
My snores cause no alarm
I never have to walk aboard
With an infant on each arm

I go to bed when’er I please
I get up just the same
I change my socks three times a year
With no one to complain

And when I die and go to heaven
Which all old bachelors do
I’ll never have to grivince for fear
The wife don’t get there too

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Overdue For Death

Im a cowboy bold so Ive been told
Im a good for nothing gent
And drink and smoke Im always broke
Im a ridin fool hell-bent

With my flaming gun I kill for fun
And I swear with every breath
Ive escaped from jail, their on my trail
And Im overdue for death

Oh I dine on rocks and I don’t wear socks
And there is whiskey on my breath
with my gun and knife I welcome strife
Cause Im overdue for death!”

Oh the horse I ride is six feet wide
And my ropes are rattlesnake
And its cockleburs I use for my spurs
As the hell bound trail I take

Oh my foes I pat without a shot
For I blast them with my breath
And Im killin thirst and shootin first
Cause Im overdue for death

Im a blast from hell a shrieken yell
Of hate from the devils den
With snake and fire i roar my ire
Im a scarage to the souls of men

Oh my eyes flash flame so many claim
And there’s poison in my breath
And I laugh with glee at misery
Cause Im overdue for death

Im a wadly wild no angel child
Im a wrangler full of sin
And where other gents end the suspense
Is the place where I begin

Im a roarin bear and I don’t care
How I waste my precious breath
For Im leavin soon oh hear my time
For Im overdue for death

Oh I eat raw meat drink poision neat
And I sleep on broken glass
And its safe to say I have my way
For I won’t take any sass

Ive liven in strife throughout my life
But Im goin to be a dove
And bill and coo the whole day through
Cause Im overdue for [death] love