Still I Love Him
TradWhen I was single I wore a black shawl
Now that I’m 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 leech
Still I love him, I’ll forgive him
I’ll go with him wherever he goes
He stands at the corner and whistles me out
His hands in his pockets, his shirt hanging out
Still I love him, I’ll forgive him
I’ll go with him wherever he goes
He bought me a handkerchief, red, white and blue
And then to clean windows he tore it in two
Still I love him, I’ll forgive him
I’ll go with him wherever he goes
He comes down our alley and whistles me out
And when I get out there he knocks me about
Still I love him, I’ll forgive him
I’ll go with him wherever he goes
He took me to the alehouse and bought me some stout
Before I could drink it, he ordered me out
Still I love him, I’ll forgive him
I’ll go with him wherever he goes
Oh, I like an apple and I like a pear
And I like a pitman with nice curly hair
Still I love him, I’ll forgive him
I’ll go with him wherever he goes