Bill’S In Trouble In
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New Guinea.
‘Tve got a letter, parson, from my son up in Rabaul, An’ my old heart is heavy, an’ I think I want to howl.
His letters came so seldom that I some how sort o’ knowed That Billy was atrampin’ on a mighty rocky road, But never once imagined he would bow my head in shame, An’ in the dust’d waller his ol’ daddy’s honoured name.
He writes from up New Guinea, an’ the story’s mighty short; I just can’t tell his mother; it’ll break her poor ol’ heart; An’ so I reckon, parson, you might break the news to her— Bill’s in the legislature, but he doesn’t say what fur!” —Author Unknoum.