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Edgar Guest - A Toast To The Men
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    Here`s to the men! Since Adam`s time 
      They`ve always been the same;
    Whenever anything goes wrong,
      The woman is to blame.
    From early morn to late at night,
      The men fault-finders are;
    They blame us if they oversleep,
      Or if they miss a car.
    They blame us if, beneath the bed,
     Their collar buttons roll;
   They blame us if the fire is out
     Or if there is no coal.
   They blame us if they cut themselves
     While shaving, and they swear
   That we`re to blame if they decide
     To go upon a tear.

   Here`s to the men, the perfect men!
     Who never are at fault;
   They blame us if they chance to get
     The pepper for the salt.
   They blame us if their business fails,
     Or back a losing horse;
   And when it rains on holidays
     The fault is ours, of course.
   They blame us when they fall in love,
     And when they married get;
   Likewise they blame us when they`re sick,
     And when they fall in debt.
   For everything that crisscross goes
     They say we are to blame;
   But, after all, here`s to the men,
     We love them just the same!
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