Mrs Dibbs - Polly Dibbs,
   Standing at a tub,
Washing other people's clothes -
   Rub-Rub-Rub.
Poor, old, skinny arms
   White with soapy foam -
At night she takes her shabby hat
   And goes off home.


Mrs Dibbs - Polly Dibbs -
   Is not very rich.
She goes abroad all day to scrub,
   And home at night to stitch.
She wears her shabby hat awry,
   Perched on a silly comb;
And people laugh at Polly Dibbs
   As she goes home.


Mrs Dibbs - Mother Dibbs -
   Growing very old,
Says, "it's a hard world!"
   And sniffs and drats the cold.
She says it is a cruel world,
   A weary world to roam.
But God will smile on Polly Dibbs
   When she goes Home.