When I was Episcopalian,
and she was young and fair,
I was a very young vicar
who oft fell down the stair.
The elders of the kirk
came to counsel me,
for I was Presbyterian,
as drunk as I could be.
And when I turned to RC,
they had an intervention,
and came to our sitting room,
a reverend convention.
I drank until the liquor
dried up all my tears,
and when I turned to sobriety
they'd stolen all the years.
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