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I remarked that man is saddest and his heart is filled with woe	A
When he hasn t any money and his pants begin to go	A
But I think I was mistaken and there are many times I find	B
When you do not care a candle if your pants are gone behind	B
For a fellow mostly loses all ambition hope and pride	C
When to put the matter mildly he is bad in his inside	C
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Bobby Burns was down on toothache and it troubled him no doubt	D
But you know a man can always have a molar taken out	D
And be all right then excepting for the duller pain that comes	E
To the hollow that is lying like a gully in the gums	E
But you can t extract your innards they must stay within your hide	C
And you ve got to moan and cuss it when you re bad in your inside	C
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You dunno what to take for it you dunno what to do	F
You are puzzled to remember what has disagreed with you	F
You lie in all positions there is none will give you ease	G
And you think an aching stomach is the king of agonies	G
You feel as though your innards in a double knot are tied	C
While the devil ties it tighter when you re bad in your inside	C
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Then you send that boy that Harry and you tell him to be quick	H
For a shilling s worth of brandy for a person who is sick	H
You make him swear to hurry and he goes off like a shot	I
But you wait an hour and suffer and the brandy cometh not	I
Then you look out through the window and you swear to bust his hide	C
For the wretch is playing football while you re bad in your inside	C
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Then there s mostly some old woman with your aunt or mother too	F
And it s really quite indecent how she cross examines you	F
She insists on giving physic and will hear of no excuse	J
And dilates upon your bowels till you wish her to the deuce	J
You wish she d go and leave you let you be and let it slide	C
And go about her business when you re bad in your inside	C
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But she s come to see you through it and she bustles in and out	D
And she talks of private matters that she oughtn t talk about	D
She proceeds to pill and dose you and she vows that you ll be ill	K
Till you ve swallowed every nostrum castor oil and draught and pill	K
And you wish good Lord that she would pass across the Stygian tide	C
And nurse the gory Devil when he s bad in his inside	C
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But the hag is interested and she bustles out and in	L
And in various disguises give you nauseous medicine	M
Till she s shifted all obstructions and has soothed your keenest pain	N
Though her remedies may leave you a much sicker man again	O
But she s done her best to help you for her sympathy is wide	C
And you ll bless that same old woman when you re right in your inside	C

Henry Lawson

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