Temperance Reform Clubs

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.