Twas an evening in October, I'll confess I wasn't sober, I was carting home a load with manly pride. When my feet began to stutter, I fell in to the gutter, And a pig approached and lay down my my side. Then I lay there in the gutter, My heart was all a flutter. Till a lady passing by was heard to say........... You can tell a man who boozes, by the company he chooses. And the pig got up and slowly walked away.