Billy Brown, you're a rogue

With your wandering eyes

And your soft, lilting brogue

And your plausible sighs....

 

Billy Brown, there's no doubt

This I know, certain, sure

How I've felt many a clout

And I've dodged many more

 

From your big, heavy fist

When the drink made you mad -

Next day, sorry, you kissed

Me, repentant and sad

 

 

How I wish I could do

What's right: stop loving you.........................