Dear friends I have a sad story

A very sad story to tell

I married a man for his money

And he's worse than the devil himself

I'll go and I'll get blue bleezing blind drunk

Just to give Mickey a warning

And just for to spite I'll stay out all night

And come rolling home drunk in the morning

When Mickey comes home in the evening

He knocks me all black and blue

He knocks me about from the kitchen

From the bedroom right through to the room

For of whiskey I ne'er was a lover

But what can a poor woman do

Oh I'll go and drown all my sorrows

But I wish I could drown Mickey too

I'll go and I'll get blue bleezing blind drunk

Oh friends I have a sad story

A very sad story to tell

I married a man for his money

And he's worse than the devil himself

I'll go and I'll get blue bleezing blind drunk