"House Of The White Rose Boquet" lyrics

There was a time I was wild young and handsome
Smoking cigarettes when i's thirteen
At seventeen I was drinking in the taverns
With Irish poets, raconteurs and libertines

At twenty-one I was a full time gambler
A card squeezer who blistered the bee
I carried a 32 20 in my pocket
Heeded not the gamblers fallacy

Thereupon I was asked to be a procurer
By a young woman of desire named Olivia Mae
So for mutual financial benefits
We opened the house of the white rose bouquet

Olivia was a beauty and quite flirtatious
And enjoyed the company of rakish men
Yet we fell deeply in love with each other
And prospered in our house of ill repute and sin

Even though I was in love with Olivia
There were other girls and indiscretion
A patron of the house was a physician
Gave me a cure for my transgression

One night olive found my hidden blue bottle
With tablets shaped like coffins inside
She mistook them for opiate narcotics
And swallowed the mercury chloride

How my heart died when I found her
In her green beaded dress dead on the floor
After her service I cocked the 32 20
For I could not take the sorrow any more

Now the house of the white rose bouquet
Fell into disarray and was torn down
The place is now a beckon of decency