Hi. These are the lyrics, as best as I can remember, that I learned from a Vin Garbutt recording a very long time ago.

Oh, Calum Moore, are you home drunk again?
You've broken your promise for the millionth time.
Your family are living here on the bread line
While you fill your belly with whisky and wine.

I mind when we married a long time ago.
We'd oft times share pleasure and seldom rowed.
I respected you more than you'll ever know how,
But oh, Calum, oh, just look at you now.

Your beatings I've learned to treat with disdain.
My body has hardened. I'm numb with the pain,
But I'll never forgive you for hurting my bairn.
Just look how the whisky has altered your brain.

I know what you'll say as I walk out the door,
You'll swear and you'll promise that your drinking's o'er.
You'll say that you love me like oft times before,
But I know in me heart you'll be home drunk once more.

Regards. Dave