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There’s a wondrous smell of spices In the kitchen, Most bewitchin’; There are fruits cut into slices That just set the palate itchin’;
DID you ever meet a brother as yo… And invite him up to dinner, and h… Did you ever keep him standing unt… When you’d meet to talk about your… Did you ever say: 'Next Tuesday w…
‘What is the glory of age?’ I sai… ‘A hoard of gold and a few dear fr… When you’ve reached the day that y… And see the place where your journ… When Time has robbed you of youth…
‘How much do babies cost?’ said he The other night upon my knee; And then I said: ‘They cost a lot… A lot of watching by a cot, A lot of sleepless hours and care,
You can buy, if you’ve got money,… You can pay for bread and honey, a… But when trouble comes to fret you… For the gentle hand of friendship… You can buy with gold and silver t…
BEIN’ uncle to the kids, Laughin’ lips an’ drowsy lids Grimy hands an’ tattered clothes, Cheeks as red as any rose; Willie Browns an’ Jimmy Whites,
It may be I am getting old and li… Upon the days of bygone years, the… But thinking of them now I wish s… A simple old Thanksgiving Day, li… When all the family gathered round…
Little girlie, kneeling there, Speaking low your evening prayer, In your cunning little nightie With your pink toes peeping throug… With your eyes closed and your han…
It is better to die for the flag, For its red and its white and its… Than to hang back and shirk and to… And let the flag sink out of view. It is better to give up this life
They come to my room at the break… With their faces all smiles and th… They come on their tip-toes and si… To the edge of the bed where I’m… And then at a signal, on which the…
They spoke it bravely, grimly, in… They spoke it when their hope was… We heard it from the dying in thos… And they breathed it as their slog… Now the days of strife are over, a…
You can rig up a house with all ma… The prayer rugs of sultans and pri… You can hang on its wall the old t… Which some dead Egyptian once tre… But though costly and gorgeous its…
My land is where the kind folks ar… And where the friends are true, Where comrades brave will travel f… Some kindly deed to do. My land is where the smiles are br…
Men talk too much of gold and fame… And not enough about a name; And yet a good name’s better far Than all earth’s glistening jewels… Who holds his name above all price
Taking medicine today isn’t what it used to be. Castor oil is castor oil, but they’ve banished senna tea, And they’ve sugar coated now all the bitter things we took, Mother used to brew...