Demon Drink and Teetotalism view18

SOURCE: Australian Melodist Songster
SITE SOURCE: Sydney Folklore – SECTION 9: Demon drink and teetotalism


I was an artful dodger once, but now you’ll understand,
I’m a most exalted member of the Hallelujah Band,
Our doings are notorious, and here I must remark,
We’ve lately held a picnic in the grounds of Royal Park;
It was a glorious morning and we made a jolly start,
Like angels going to Dixie in a covered carrier’s cart,
So brotherly and sisterly, of friends about a score,
And such a lot of loving lambs you never saw before.

Then you may go to Bungaree, Bendigo, or Ballarat,
Castlemaine, Warnambool, or search through the land,
But if you want a spree, that a saint can only see,
You must join a jolly party in the Nunawading Band.

We reached the park at two pm and wandering we went,
On where to find a quiet spot where we could sit unseen,
To smoke a pipe, to sing a song, or dance upon the green;
We introduced the eatables, the bottled stout, and beer,
With sundry drops of something short, our sinking souls to cheer,
When sister Sarah Springbottom begged that brother Jim,
Would sing her Champagne Charlie, and she would sign a hymn.
Now when we’d done with Dr Watts we took a urn at Bass,
And drank success to temperance in many a flowing glass,
We pledged each other manfully in wines of every sort,
We satisfied the inner man, then cleared the crumbs away,
We danced and sung, declaring we had spent a happy day,
Then had a game of kiss in the ring, and kissed each other’s wives,
And vowed it was the jolliest day we’d spent in all our lives.