In the Back Room

When you're tired of pitch and casino,
There's one little game we can play.
You will find it the bliss of all blisses.
If you'll step in, I'll show you the way.

There's hugging and loving and kissing,
The best things of life, you'll agree.
I will show you the gateway of heaven,
If you'll step in the backroom with me.

Nine days have passed over, my darling,
And, oh, how I wish I were dead,
For my peter is full of the essence of hell
And there's shankers all ringed round his head.

Good bye, all your women forever.
Farewell every chippy and whore.
When I think of the pains that I suffer
Then I wish I had said that before.

When I next feel desire's temptation
And my balls with a custard are full,
With industrious hand and quick motion,
I will step in the back room and pull.

	Sent by Frank A. Partridge of Auburn, California, in an undated letter to Robert W. Gordon, it is number 3144 in the Inferno Collection of the Library of Congress.  The fourth stanza is close to one in the stage mock entitled "Botany Bay," suggesting this song is sung to that tune.®PG¯