Collected by Sabine Baring-Gould from a Charles Arscott, 1896.
I should like for to have in the winter of life|
A neat little cottage for me and my wife
With a barrel of ale and a snug little fire
And food thats sufficient is all my desire
For Im growing old and my locks they are grey
No more shall I dance with the young and the gay
For time hath determined the truth to unfold
Ive a mark on my forehead to show I am old.
2. And some wounded old soldier Ill have with me to dwell
3. If the friend comes to visit me and my little cot
4. The very next moment Im panting for breath
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