Life's Cruelty

Some people call me Pirate-Jenny,
I haven’t got a lousy Penny,
my pockets empty as my belly,
I’m on my way to Dead Man’s Valley.

A handsome guy once in the boozer
said: "C’mon, Jenny, you’re no loser,
you’re fine and young, you’re not a scarecrow,
not born to spend your time in sorrow."

He gave me lots of drinks and kisses,
then introduced me to a Mistress.
She sent them upstairs to my chamber,
how many gents, I can’t remember.

One night a filthy stinking rich man
snored in my pillow like a brake van,
I stabbed the pig and took his money,
turned tail and ran fast as a bunny.

A lovely guy down in the tavern
abducted me to seventh heaven.
He took my heart and all my jewellery,
so now I’m broke. Well, that's life's cruelty.