There seems to be a bunch of these! From here:

DON'T SELL MY DEAR FATHER RUM
by C. Ross.
Sedalia: Perry & Son, A. W., 1883.

1. Don't sell him another drink, please.
He's reeling already, you see.
I fear when he comes home tonight,
He'll bear my poor mother and me.
She's waiting in darkness and cold
And dreading to hear him come.
He beats us so bad when he's drunk.
Oh, don't sell him any more rum!

2. I heard mother praying last night.
She thought I was quite sound asleep.
She prayed God her husband to save,
His soul from temptation to keep.
She cried like her poor heart would break,
So thinking to comfort her some,
I told her I'd beg you today
Not to sell my poor dear father rum.

3. Why don't you keep something to sell
That will not make people so sad?
That will not make dear mothers grieve,
And kind fathers cruel and bad?
Ah, me! It is hard, I can see.
You're angry because I have come.
Forgive a poor sad little girl,
And please don't sell her dear father rum.