Do not become a drone, dear,
While I am far away.
Just have a lot of fun, dear,
Step out each night and play.
The lads I left behind, dear,
Must have their fling.
Be sure to treat them kind, dear,
And dance and laugh and sing.
Do anything you will, dear,
Just pet or flirt or park
With Jack or Joe – with Bill,
Dear, be careful after dark.
The years are too few, dear,
Your happiness to wreck.
But if these things you do, dear,
I’ll break your little neck.
by Anonymous