I don't often think of Sarie Now the day is done When she calls I ball For I know where she's coming from Tame me, its wonder I don't walk on fours Waiting at the table till morn You've done the best you're able Down in Rochester I'm old enough to chew my hand Take off your coat You tell me shame And pull my hair In October moons The wicked reign from where we grew Tame me, its wonder I don't walk on fours Waiting at the table till morn You've done the best you're able Down in Rochester I'm old enough to chew my hand