Out Among the Big Things
Out among the big things '
The mountains and the plains '
An hour ain’t important,
Nor are the hour’s gains;
The feller in the city
Is hurried night and day,
But out among the big things
He learns the calmer way.
Out among the big things '
The skies that never end '
To lose a day ain’t nothin’,
The days are here to spend;
So why not give 'em freely,
Enjoyin’ as we go?
I somehow can’t help thinkin’
The good Lord means life so.
Out among the big things '
The heights that gleam afar '
A feller gets to wonder
What means each distant star;
He may not get an answer,
But somehow, every night
He feels, among the big things,
That everything’s all right.
