Verse 1Say, lad, have you things to do?
Quick then, while your day 's at prime,
Quick, and if 't is work for two,
Here am I, man: now 's your time.
Verse 2Send me now, and I shall go;
Call me, I shall hear you call;
Use me ere they lay me low
Where a man 's no use at all;
Verse 3Ere the wholesome flesh decay,
And the willing nerve be numb,
And the lips lack breath to say,
'No, my lad, I cannot come.'
