FATHER, STOP HOME.

Westport Times, Volume VIII, Issue 1165, 7 April 1874, Page 4

FATHER, STOP HOME.

[FROM LONDON ruxcii.] Respectfully dedicated to the 1.0. G.T. Father, dear father, come home with us, pray, You never stop home with lis now ; 'Tis always the '• Lodge" or " Lodge business," you say, That will not home pleasures allow. Poor mother pays Temperance is all very well, And your efforts would yield her delight, If they did not take up quite so much of your time, And keep you from home " every" night. Chorus—• Hear the sweet voice of the child, All you Good Templar fathers who roam ; Oh, who could resist that most plaintive of prayers, Please father, dear father, come home! Father, dear father, stop home with us, pray, Poor mother's deserted, slie said, And she wept o'er your absence one aigla till away From our home to your *' Lodge lloom" I sped. A man with a red collar came up and smiled, And patted my cheeks, cold and blue, And I told him that T was a Good Templar's child. And was waiting, dear father, for you. Chorus—Hear the sweet voice, &c. Father, dear father, come home with me now, You left us before half-past seven ; Don't say you'll come " soon" with a frown on your brow, 'Twill soon, father dear, bo eleven ! Your supper is cold, for the fire is quite dead And mother to bed is gone too, And these were the very last words that she said, " I hate those Good Templars, I do 1" Chorus—Hear the sweet voice, &c.