Push for PORTER

Railroad, steamboat, river and canal
Yonder comes a sucker, and he's got my gal
And she's gone, gone, gone
And she's gone, gone, gone
And I'll bid her my last farewell

I fell in love with a pretty little thing
I thought that wedding bells would ring
She was as sweet as sweet could be
'Till I found out what she did to me

I asked her mother to let her go
She whispered, mother, please tell him no
Though he may think that I am true
There're plenty more who think so too

Now I won't cry my life away
Some other sucker will have to pay
And when he finds that she is gone
I guess I'll hear him sing this song