Okay- here's one I can't seem to find anywhere else- help?

Tod & the Sow
Murchie Harvey, Houlton, ME 8/30/1942
Helen Hartness Flanders collection

?Oh I used to dress well and I cut a fine swell
with a fine beaver hat on me head?
I'd several fine suits and both five dollar boots
and a good-looking chap they all said?
Until Mr. Toddy got hold of my body
he tore up my coat and deceiver
?And then Jack Arroughdy he tore up me trousers
and kicked the crown out of my beaver.

Oh, it was a dark night and the people all tight
and my money all spent for grog then
?I'd no place to go to bed, in my woe
so that night I slept in the hog pen?
The old sow was pleased, she snuffled and sneezed,
she tangled her toes in my hair.?
She grunted and cried and fond-e-ly plied
and told me to move if I dared.
Next morning so early I rose up so surely.
I found myself covered with dirt.
?She'd done up my hat, 'twas both greasy and fat
and chewed the tail off of my shirt.

?Twixt Toddy and sow they've ruined me now,
but I'll tell you just what I will do.?
I go to the west and I'll do my damn best
and I'll muster a prodigal crew
On back I will come with four gallons of rum,
my fingernails pointed with steel?
I'll murder old Toddy and bury his body
and make the old sow squeal