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Darling, go home, your husband is ill Is he ill, let 'em give him a pill Oh come, my dear Franz Just one more dance Then I'll go home to my poor old man Then I'll go home to my poor old man Darling, go home, your husband is worse Is he worse, well I am no nurse Oh come, my dear Franz Just one more dance Then I'll go home to my poor old man Then I'll go home to my poor old man Darling, go home, your husband is dead Is he dead There's no more to be said Oh come, my dear Franz Just one more dance Then I'll go home to my poor old man Then I'll go home to my poor old man Darling, go home, the will's to be read What's that you said? I said, the will's to be read Oh no no, my dear Franz This is no time to dance I must go weep for my poor old man I must go weep for my poor old man From Letras Mania