I have made for you a song, And it may be right or wrong, But only you can tell me if it's true;I have tried for to explain Both your pleasure and your pain, And, Thomas, here's my best respects to you!
O there'll surely come a day When they'll give you all your pay, And treat you as a Christian ought to do;So, until that day comes round, Heaven keep you safe and sound, And, Thomas, here's my best respects to you!
R. K.
