The Good Condemned To Suffer

F Francis Duggan
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She left this world in middle life just only thirty seven And she went to a better land a land that we call heaven Her children and her husband Matt her kith and kin heartbroken But she is in a better world if that to them's a token. I met her twice just only twice and she seemed a real nice lady A cheerful and kindhearted soul and in her nothing shady Last met her in Wantirna South at eighteenth birthday party And she was in a jovial mood and she seemed hale and hearty. In Croydon church my ice cold heart it melted down to water When her husband Matt walked down the aisle hand in hand with their daughter As sad a thing as I have seen since I came to this City But what use to them my sympathy what use to them my pity. This world can be a rough old place and it keeps on getting rougher And as always seems to be the case the good condemned to suffer But Janice need suffer no more she's in a world that's better And she left behind good memories and her friends will not forget her.

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