Lilly-Willy-Woken

Bill Vining had a sorrel colt Some two years old or more, But the colt was wild as a mountain deer And a bridle never wore; And so one day, Bill took his colt named Lilly Willy Woken, And whipp'd him till his stubborn will And the whiplash both were broken! Broke! Broke! Broken! Your stubborn will is broken You will dance no more on the sable floor, O Lilly Willy Woken! Bill Vining was a banker -- He had a bag of gold; And not only uncurrent coin, But customers he sold, But while he went to break his colt Young Lilly Willy Woken His teller told, with his bag of gold And thus the bank was broken. Broke! Broke! Broken Your master's bank is broken! He will count no more his profits o'er O Lilly Willy Woken! Bill Vining was a lover -- He had a lady fair, Who had said thro' life she'd be his wife And his bag of gold would share; But when she saw that all was lost, Save Lilly Willy Woken, She felt inclined to change her mind And so his heart was broken. Broke! Broke! Broken Your master's heart is broken! He will sing no more at his lady's door, O Lilly Willy Woken! Bill Vining was a mourner -- He had a host of woes, And grave despair was pictured where A smile did once repose. And so he took the halter off From Lilly Willy Woken, And from a shelf he hung himself And thus his neck was broken! Broke! Broke! Broken Your master's neck is broken! And you see what came of a stubborn frame O Lilly Willy Woken!