CYRIL DUNCAN
Hawthorne Qld
Recorded

The Whore's Lament

Returning one night to my home rather late
From an old friend whom I'd just seen
I saw an old woman following a girl
Her daughter about seventeen
Her weak voice was calling 'come home with me now'
But the girl no attention did pay
As she was entering a house of ill fame
These words the old woman did say

Come back to your brothers and sisters
Come back to your father and me
So not desert us to lead a bad life
I've been a good mother to thee
You know very well your father is ill
Come home dear and try to behave
Don't go in that place, twill bring us disgrace
And drive your old parents to the grave

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