Better Times

Can I tow your water, honey?

Can I cut your candling too?

Can I make your bread and butter?

Wash your dishes, fetch your shoes

There's better times on the avenue

If her sweet loving don't pull me through

On the muddied road I stumble

Quite a child and bound to lose

Leaving home with just my trouble

The rain has soaked me through and through

There's better times on the avenue

If her sweet loving don't pull me through

Can I tow your water, honey?

Can I cut your candling wood?

Take your man by the hand

I know my heart is feeling good

There's better times on the avenue

If her sweet loving don't pull me through

There's better times on the avenue

If her sweet loving don't pull me through