I'VE GOT TROUBLES OF MY OWN
 
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Some folks delight to cry their troubles far and wide, 'twould seem
Two men who rode upon a bus just illustrate my theme
One came up to the other, and in mornful tones he cried,
'I've lost my purse, and twenty pounds!' The other man replied,

Chorus: 'I've got troubles of my own, of my own
Oh, please do leave me alone, me alone
What a fuss you make about your purse
Well I have none to lose
So I've got troubles of my own.'


A fellow fell in love with such a nice girl at a ball
And whispered in the lady's ear, 'You are the belle of all
With love I'm fairly bursting, I'll be ever fond and true
You don't know how I feel,' he sighed; the lady said, 'Pooh-pooh.'

Chorus: 'I've got troubles of my own_ of my own
Oh, please do leave me alone_me alone
For I know I've busted something, and I haven't got a pin
So I've got troubles of my own.'


As Perkins left the 'Rose and Crown' a night or two ago
An old teetot'ler tapped his arm, and then addressed him so,
'It troubles and it pains me when I see you drink,' he cried
'Oh, won't you give it up my friend?' Then Mr P. replied

Chorus: 'I've got troubles of my own_ of my own
Oh, please do leave me alone_me alone
Now, I've dropped the whiskey-bottle,
And it's all run down a drain
So I've got troubles of my own.'


A chap obliged a lady at a railway station near
And held the baby for her, while she got her luggage clear
He stood for an hour, then rushed up to a p'liceman, turning red
And cried, 'What shall I do with it?' The p'liceman only said

Chorus: 'I've got troubles of my own, of my own
Oh, please do leave me alone, me alone
I left seven kids at home this morn
And now there may be eight
So I've got troubles of my own.'
 
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Written and composed by Bennett Scott - 1902
Performed by Katie Lawrence (1870-1913)
 
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