Remember this?
Remember Bob Gibson?

Tell old Bill, when he comes home this morning
Tell old Bill, when he comes home this evening
Tell old Bill, when he comes home
To leave them down-town girls alone
This morning, this evening, so soon

Old Sal was baking bread this morning
Old Sal was baking bread this evening
Old Sal was baking bread
When she found out that her Bill was dead
This morning, this evening, so soon

She said “Oh no, it can’t be so”, this morning
“Oh no, it can’t be so”, this evening
She said “Oh no, it can’t be so
My Bill left home about an hour ago”
This morning, this evening, so soon

Well they brought Bill home in a hurry-up wagon this morning
They brought Bill home in a hurry-up wagon this evening
Well you know they brought Bill home in a hurry-up wagon
His arms, his legs, his feet were dragging
This morning, this evening, so soon
So soon, so soon, so soon
Tell old Bill, when he comes home this morning
Tell old Bill, when he comes home this evening
Tell old Bill, when he comes home
To leave them down-town girls alone
This morning, this evening, so soon
So soon, so soon