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'Twas an evening in November, as I very well re-member I was strolling down the street in drunken pride

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But my knees were all a-flutter, So I landed in the gutter And a pig came up and lay down by my side

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Yes, I lay there in the gutter - thinking thoughts I could not utter .

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When a high-tone lady passed I heard her . . . say:

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You can tell a man who boozes by the company he chooses

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and the pig got up and slowly walked away Walked away, walked away - he was really too particular to stay

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You can tell a man that boozes - by the company he chooses And the pig got up and slowly walked away

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Then I started in to mutter, as I rose up from the gutter And I sadly went a-bout my lonely way

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I was weary, sick and busted - I was really quite disgusted And I vowed to sign the pledge that very day

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For each humble, lowly creature, a great lesson he can teach ya

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Like the one I learned while in- the - gutter - I lay

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In the tavern, do not tarry . . . when you've had all you can carry Just take up your load and slowly walk a-way