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I said I would have my fling	A
And do what a young man may	B
And I didn't believe a thing	A
That the parsons have to say	B
I didn't believe in a God	C
That gives us blood like fire	D
Then flings us into hell because	E
We answer the call of desire	D
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And I said 'Religion is rot	F
And the laws of the world are nil	G
For the bad man is he who is caught	F
And cannot foot his bill	G
And there is no place called hell	H
And heaven is only a truth	I
When a man has his way with a maid	J
In the fresh keen hour of youth	I
	-
'And money can buy us grace	K
If it rings on the plate of the church	L
And money can neatly erase	K
Each sign of a sinful smirch '	-
For I saw men everywhere	M
Hotfooting the road of vice	N
And women and preachers smiled on them	O
As long as they paid the price	N
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So I had my joy of life	P
I went the pace of the town	Q
And then I took me a wife	P
And started to settle down	Q
I had gold enough and to spare	M
For all of the simple joys	R
That belong with a house and a home	S
And a brood of girls and boys	R
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I married a girl with health	T
And virtue and spotless fame	U
I gave in exchange my wealth	T
And a proud old family name	U
And I gave her the love of a heart	V
Grown sated and sick of sin	W
My deal with the devil was all cleaned up	X
And the last bill handed in	W
	-
She was going to bring me a child	Y
And when in labour she cried	Z
With love and fear I was wild	Y
But now I wish she had died	Z
For the son she bore me was blind	A2
And crippled and weak and sore	B2
And his mother was left a wreck	C2
It was so she settled my score	B2
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I said I must have my fling	A
And they knew the path I would go	D2
Yet no one told me a thing	A
Of what I needed to know	D2
Folks talk too much of a soul	E2
From heavenly joys debarred	A2
And not enough of the babes unborn	F2
By the sins of their fathers scarred	A2

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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