When These Old Clothes Were New - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
When these Old Clothes were New 
Eight rears ago I looked a swell, sirs, Wit i walking cane and purse as long; I quizzed the ladies in Pall Mall, sirs-Alas I that game did not last long. I man led got, to my misfortune; From that day every penny flew, For soon I spent the marriage portion-On my wedding day these old clothes were ne 
We went to church, so blythe and merry-This hat of mine was new and light; We drink our crusted port, our sherry, And ev'ry eye was beaming bright; But you, poor hat, can tell the hist'ry Of where we go, and what we do; But how you stand it is a myst'ry-Think of the days when you were new. 
And you, poor coat, have got quite seedy-I never cuffed you, speak the truth; You cannot say that I was greedy I filled your pocket, yes, forsooth For every morning you I studied, And after dinner open threw, And seldom were your skirts e'er muddied-I kept a trap when you were new. 
And you, poor boots, were bright as any-You really were a lovely pair; Cleaniing you've cost many a penny-I took you with me ev'ry where; But farewell to the soles departed, For my poor toes they do peep through, And you, poor tops, look quite faint-hearted-How different now t'when you were-new. 
And you, poor gloves, my hands did shelter, Yet still 1 hold you in my love; We th ough the world went belter skelter, Like true friends living hand and glove; But farewell, clothes! we part too soon, Then for a pauper's suit, grey or blue; I must die in a poor law union. In clothes I hate 'though perhaps quite new.