Bastard

A nice man came on Monday
He was so good and kind
She almost felt a twinge of guilt
When she had robbed him blind
A nice man came on Tuesday
Rich, gentle and good
She put him so much into debt
He lost his livelihood

But, when a bastard came along
A bastard through and through
Then she loved that bastard
She loved that bastard true

A nice man came on Wednesday
Macky slit his throat
And after he had slit it
He sold his hat and coat
A nice man came on Thursday
She said him she did love
Until the money, it ran out
Then she him gave the shove

But, when a bastard came along
A bastard through and through
Well, then she loved that bastard
She loved that bastard true