you had::

Each Saturday night at the corner saloon The miners come in with their gold And Father blows in all his wages for sin And Nellie goes home in the cold *missing *missing *missing *missing

my mother sang the remaining lines as:

dear mother she wailed, my mission i failed, my father will never mend his ways,

the mother exclaimed, we'll suffer the shame, its always the woman who pays.

ohhhhh ohhh the doors swing in and the doors pass out. etc