Keep Clear O’ The Boss

Don’t tell the boss o’ this an’ that,

     Agin yer runnin’ mate;

You’re sure to hurt yerself at las’,

     An’ him at any rate.

Suppose yer pardner loafs an’ shirks,

     While you are workin’ hard;

Don’t tell the boss, if you would keep

     His middlin’ high regard.

Jes’ give yer boss a durn wide berth,

     An’ keep yer tongue at res’;

A yarn is boun’ to hurt yer mate,

     An’ hurt you none the less.

Feb. 25, ‘97