I don't Know how di Young Men Livin'

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I don't know how di young men livin'
dem never have a shilling

Oh Tommy open di door
gimme me bundle an' lemme go

In di day walk'bout
only comin' wid him sweet mouth
calling for his minou
fowl, pound plantain & callaloo

In di night he come an' peep
only longin' for a place to sleep
as to cast him weary head
as a lum o' lead on di cozy bed

You can see dat villain next day
half kwesi an' total-bey
him watchikong, goodness knows
an' half o' his feet expose

Who can measure di human mind
when it is uncultured an' unrefined
an impulse o 'society
an 'not to be mentioned in history