Henry Clay Work - Crying For Bread

Henry Clay Work - Crying For Bread

"Please, lady! please pay my Ma for her sewing; br The suit fits you splendidly--that you'll allow. br Oh! don't say tomorrow! I see you are going; br But this will not hinder long--please pay me now. br Ma work'd all night for you! ev'ry minute; br Now she lies groaning with pain in her head; br And there by the pantry (with not a thing in it), br Sits poor little Theodore crying for bread! br Poor little Theodore crying for bread!" br br "On! driver, on! they have all gone before us, br And I will not be late at the ball," Beauty said; br And wintry winds echoed her answer in chorus br With poor little Theodore crying for bread! br Poor little Theodore crying for bread! br br "Please lady! please pay my Ma for her sewing; br I'll run and get change for you. Don't call me bold-- br But how could you dance tonight all the time knowing br That we were left suffering, hungry and cold? br Ma looks so wild! she keeps calling for Daisy; br That was the name of my sister that's dead. br Oh! what shall I do, with my Ma going crazy, br And poor little Theodore cryiing for bread? br Poor little Theodore crying for bread!" br br "Please lady! please pay my Ma for her sewing; br She must have some medicine--that let me buy. br Now, don't speak of beggars! 'tis money you're owing: br Do please, pay me part of it--else we must die.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

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