The Fall of the House of Harding

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The Fall of the House of Harding

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[Verse 1] I was burdened by the hopes of an ailing failing family It fell to me to marry to preserve the family fame Mother's stupid snobbery, my father's desperate gambling Combined to lose the deeds to all we owned except our name And so mother brings me heiresses, the weak-chinned and the widowed The simpering, the whimpering, they queue to be my wife And I treat them all with diffidence, even feign an interest But I regret I didn't save my elder brother's life It's goodbye... [Verse 2] May the family hall fall into ruins all around us Collapse onto my mother and her evil little schemes She'd be better dead than living, if her ghost was not forgiving She could haunt the stone forever and destroy all of our dreams 'Cause they sold my little sister into some strange form of slavery She's living somewhere far away with someone that she hates But I know she must be smiling 'cause that whore escaped this hellhole And the one revenge I have occurs the moment it's too late When I die... [Verse 3] Well, you'd think I might be pining for some paupered little country girl My folks won't let me marry 'cause she doesn't have a sous Then maybe she'd inherit some unexpected legacy That's just reserved for novels, need not worry me and you 'Cause there's no one in this world for me will ever make me happy My attentions don't lie elsewhere, well, they don't even exist And the truth is I could marry any pampered little socialite But the family's on the edge, they're looking down at the abyss [Bridge] So goodbye to all my creditors Au revoir, you heiresses Adios, my doctors And adieu to all of you Bad news to you, my family Bad news for you all Our house is all in ruins now I will be our fall [Verse 4] And this is how it seems to me: must I prolong the agony? We're weak-willed and we're spineless and we don't know why we're here And our name'd be better on a tomb so leave me with my opium I haven't even got the strength to muster any fear So goodbye... Goodbye...

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  • John Wesley Harding