Classic Poem

VERSE

I've been a pris'ner, locked in a jail,
Love held the only key;
Love heard me crying, locked in a jail,
Came to the help of me.
Oh! what a wonderful feeling,
To be free, really free!

REFRAIN

So, over my shoulder goes one care,
Over my shoulder go two cares.
Why should I cry? It's blue above.
I'm free at last, and I'm in love.
Over my shoulder go three cares,
Over my shoulder go four cares.
Bye-bye to trouble, it's gone beyond recall;
Over my shoulder goes it all.