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A husband came home drunk each nightAnd he thrashed her black and he thrashed her whiteHe thrashed her to within an inch of her lifeThen he slept like a log, did her husbandOne, two, three, fourA husband came home drunk each nightAnd he thrashed her black and he thrashed her whiteHe thrashed her to within an inch of her lifeThen he slept like a log, did her husbandAs he lay and snored in bedA strange idea came into her headShe went for the needle and she went for the threadAnd straight to her sleeping husbandShe started to stitch with a girlish thrillWith a woman's art and a seamstress' skillShe pinned and tucked with an iron willAll around her sleeping husbandHusband awoke with a pain in his headAnd found he could not move in bed'Sweet Christ I've lost the use of me legs!'Wife just smiled at her husbandThrashed him black, she thrashed him blueWith a frying pan and a colander, tooA rolling pin just a stroke or twoA battered and bleeding husbandIsn't it true what small can doWith a thread and a stitch and a thought or twoHe's wiped his slate, his boozing's throughGoodbye to a drunken husbandOne, two, three, four

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