Don't Marry a Man if He Drinks

Yound ladies come listen to me, 
And be just as quiet as mice.
I'll sing you a song and it won't take me long
With a very sound piece of advice.
(It is this:)
No matter what anyone says,
No matter what somebody thinks,
If you wish to live happy the rest of your days,
Don't marry a man if he drinks.

He may be so handsome and gay,
He may have such a beautiful voice,
He may dance so divinely, you'll feel in your heart
That he must be the man of your choice.
If his accents are tender and low,
And sweeter than roses or pinks,
But his breath is a different thing you may know
That your exquisite gentleman drinks.

Just think of the sorrows and cares,
Of the heartrending sighs and fears,
Of the words and the blows, the greatest of woes,
And think of the ocean of tears.
Think of Toodles, the drunkest of men
With his attitudes, hiccoughs and winks.
Then think what a dignified pair you will be
If you marry a man and he drinks.

Young ladies, look well to your hearts.
Don't throw them away on a sot,
Or one who is given to treating his friends
Whatever his station or lot.
Though his pride may uphold him awhile 
yet sooner or later he sinks.
If you wish to be happy the rest of your days,
Don't marry a man if he drinks.

I got this one from Helen Schneyer