George TrimbleDo you remember when I stood on the stepsOf the Court House and talked free-silver,And the single-tax of Henry George?Then do you remember that, when the Peerless LeaderLost the first battle, I began to talk prohibition,And became active in the church?That was due to my wife,Who pictured to me my destructionIf I did not prove my morality to the people.Well, she ruined me:For the radicals grew suspicious of me,And the conservatives were never sure of me—And here I lie, unwept of all.
Do you remember when I stood on the stepsOf the Court House and talked free-silver,And the single-tax of Henry George?Then do you remember that, when the Peerless LeaderLost the first battle, I began to talk prohibition,And became active in the church?That was due to my wife,Who pictured to me my destructionIf I did not prove my morality to the people.Well, she ruined me:For the radicals grew suspicious of me,And the conservatives were never sure of me—And here I lie, unwept of all.