Treasure Island

Gabriel Gauci Maistre

(Pieta, Malta)

Come Home


I beseech you my young lad
Come hither and put down the drink
Alcohol shall not cure your woe
New tidings has left you heavy
And the E'en has come upon you
But I do beseech you my young lad
Alcohol only brings a plague upon you
Doth thou will to be plagued?
I only give you counsel
I pray you to stop and hie
I beseech you my young lad
Alcohol is thy foe, not friend
Thou would'st not believe me
But I pray you hark now
Shun that the tidings have left you heavy
An thou fall to alcohol, thee shall only live in woe
I beseech you my young lad
Come hither and put down the drink
Listen to my counsel and come home with me
Bid Adieu to alcohol and its woe
Come home withal me - Come home

Submitted: Thursday, May 10, 2012
Edited: Friday, May 11, 2012
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