Temperance Reform Clubs

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Air - "Perhaps"


Some enterprising people,
 In our cities and towns,
Have gone to organizing clubs
 Of men that's fallen down;
In estimation fallen low -
 Now they may rise again,
And be respected citizens
 Throughout our native land.

 CHORUS:

 The temperance reform club,
 Forever may it stand,
 And everyone that loves strong drink
 Pray, join it heart and hand.
 Then many a home will be bright,
 And many a heart made glad,
 It will be the greatest blessing
 This nation ever had.

Manufacturers of strong drink
 Can find better employ,
Than bring to ruin poor families,
 And thousand souls destroy,
Likewise proprietors of saloons
 Lose many a customer;
Those men now rather stay at home,
 That place they now prefer.

Chorus -

Don't be ashamed to wear your badge
 Of ribbon on your breast,
It shows you've joined the club to be
 A man among the rest.
Your kindred friends will love to see
 You honored, sober man,
And all the friends that wish you well
 Will help you if they can.

Chorus -

Perhaps you have a mother,
 Likewise a sister, too;
Perhaps you have a sweetheart
 That thinks the most of you.
Perhaps you have a loving wife,
 And little ones at home,
Their hearts rejoice to see that you
 Can let strong drink alone.

Chorus -

Many a man joined the club
 That never drank a drachm,
Those noble men were kind and brave
 They care not for the slang -
The slang they meet on every side:
 "You're a reform drunkard, too;
You've joined the red ribbon brigade,
 Among the drunkard crew."

Chorus -

It shows their hearts were very kind,
 They wish to save poor souls
That loved the intoxication cup,
 That signed the temperance roll.
Dear friends, ever keep rolling
 The work you have begun,
Those noble men will not repent,
 I hope, throughout our land.

Chorus -

Dr. Reynolds is a noble man,
 He has worked hard to save
Some people in our cities and towns,
 From out a drunkard's grave.
There is other men to help him now,
 He lectures not alone
Many a heart that blesses them
 From out now happy homes.

© Julia A Moore