The sun did rise one Sunday morning
Gathered light from dusk to dawning
I rose quite early out of bed
And tried to arouse my sleepy head
With cups of coffee, caffeine needed
Don't wake others, calling heeded
Get to church, on the hill
And learn all about God's holy will
During the song "Amazing Grace"
Not sitting far from my face
Sat in triumph a few isles down
Sat Rosie Bud with a frown
For a few days ago you see
The whole youth learned a secret of me
Of my heart's wish of Rosie Bud
But my heart was trampled in the mud
Settled down in great dismay
Rejected, scorned, that terrible day
She gave me a look, one of dread
And thought of me "I wish you were dead"
A woman scorned is bad indeed
Terrible! Terrible! Please take heed
You won't ever hear the end of it
When you stand or when you sit
Now the lesson to be learned my friend
Don't dwell on girls 'cause in the end
Don't be a fool or play the dumb
It'll come back and bite your bum
