Go up and change your collar,' mot… ‘For you can’t go out in that one,… There are splotches on the surface… ‘That is very queer,’ I answer, ‘… But I guess just what has happene…

If we were all alike, what a dread… No one would know which one was yo… We’d never have a 'Skinny’ or a '… An’ there wouldn’t be a sissy boy… An’ we’d all of us be pitchers whe…

KINDER like to see the bright s… See the gay and dancing light side… See the good and decent right side Of the worst that happens me; For the gloomy and the glum side,

When he was just a lad in school, He used to sit around and fool And watch the clock and say: ‘I can’t see that I’ll ever need This stuff the teacher makes me re…

OUT of the darkness and shadow of… Out of the anguish that wells from… Into the splendor of spiritual bre… Now we have burst like a lily in b… Sweetened is sorrow and strengthen…

He swore that he’d be true to her, If she would only marry him; That as his wife, throughout his l… She’d never know a moment grim. He vowed that he would toil for he…

IT’S a good old world we’re livin… With all its pain an’ sorrow; A world where friends are givin’ i… To cheer us till tomorrow. A world where folks come forward,…

THROUGH the smoke clouds that… I can see the Long Ago And the merry lanes of boyhood That I gayly used to tread; See the crows upon the wing,

IT’S ALL in the way that you lo… It’s all in the way that you do th… With laughter or sorrow your lips… But it’s all in the way that you v… Yes, it’s all in the way that you…

Good luck! That’s all I’m saying,… The best o’ luck, in the parting,… May you never meet a danger that y… May you never meet a German that… Oh! A thousand things may happen…

Up to the ceiling And down to the floor, Hear him now squealing And calling for more. Laughing and shouting,

I’d rather be the willing horse th… Than be the proud and haughty stee… I’d rather haul a merry pack and f… Than never leave the barn to toil… So boast your noble pedigrees

If nobody smiled and nobody cheere… If each every minute looked after… strong, If nobody cared just a little for… And we stood all alone to the batt…

I KNOW the rose will bloom again As soon as it is June, The robin will return by then To sing his merry tune. I know the wintry cold will pass,

My books and I are good old pals: My laughing books are gay, Just suited for my merry moods When I am wont to play. Bill Nye comes down to joke with…