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.