Suitors Calling, Charles Wood
In times of old when manners mattered
Suitors came to court young daughters
'Twas up to he the head, the father
To chose a husband for his daughter
At times the father's chose for wealth
Strength in character,tall and stealth
Did not matter if she be smitten
He'd take her hand, as it was written
The mother of the daughter tried
To steer and guide the father's mind
In the end he chose what was best
She'd learn to love him like the rest.
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