MARY CALLED HIM MISTER
(H.Lawson/J.Armstrong)

They’d parted just a year ago - she’d thought he’d ne’er come back
She stammered, blushed, held out her hand and called him 'Mister Mack'
How could he know that all the while she longed to murmur, 'John'?
He called her 'Miss le Brook' and asked how she was getting on

They’d parted just a year before; they’d loved each other well
But he’d been down to Sydney since and come back such a swell
They longed to meet in fond embrace, they hungered for a kiss,
But Mary called him 'Mister' and the idiot called her 'Miss'

He paused, and leaned against the door - a stupid chap was he
And when she asked if he’d come in and have a cup of tea
He looked to left, he looked to right, and then he glanced behind
And slowly doffed his cabbage-tree and said he didn’t mind

She made a shy apology because the meat was tough
Then asked if he was quite quite sure the tea was sweet enough
He stirred his tea and sipped it twice, and answered 'plenty quite'
And cut himself a slice of beef and said that it was 'right'

She glanced at him at times and coughed an awkward little cough
He stared at anything but her and said 'I must be off'
That evening he went riding north - a sad and lonely ride
She locked herself inside her room and sat her down and cried

They’d parted but a year before; they’d loved each other well
But she was such a country girl and he’d grown such a swell
They longed to meet in fond embrace, they hungered for a kiss
But Mary called him 'Mister' and the idiot called her 'Miss'

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--Stewie.