You never hear the robins brag abo… Nor do they stop their music gay w… God taught them how to sing an’ wh… To use their talents day by day th… An’ rich or poor an’ sad or gay, t…

OUT of the day you have taken wha… Crown of laurels and wreath of bay… Smiles or frowns? Did you bring a… Shame that stings like an iron hot… Or did you close with a record fai…

They ain’t much, seen from day to… The big elm tree across the way, The church spire, an’ the meetin’… Lit up by many a friendly face. You pass 'em by a dozen times

Songs of rejoicin’, Of love and of cheer, Are the songs that I’m yearnin’ f… Year after year. The songs about children

He wiped his shoes before his door… But ere he entered he did more; ’Twas not enough to cleanse his fe… Of dirt they’d gathered in the str… He stood and dusted off his mind

The new - fangled churches that do… Aren’t the churches that satisfy m… I 'm firm in my notion that angels… An’ Heaven is a place we shall se… I 'm an old-fashioned man, full of…

When night time comes an’ I can g… Back to the folks who love me so, An’ see 'em smile an’ hear 'em sin… An’ feel their kisses, then, by ji… I vow this world is mighty fine

I’ve watched him change from his b… To little frocks, and later on I… And though it was of calico, those… Until the day we all agreed ’twas… I say I’ve seen the changes come,…

One day, in ages dark and dim, A toiler, weary, worn and faint, Who found his task too much for hi… Gave voice unto a sad complaint. And seeking emphasis to give

Sittin’ on the porch at night when… Just restin’ there an’ talkin’, wi… An’ my shirt band thrown wide open… Oh, it’s then I’m at my richest,… For the scent of early roses seems…

Nobody hates me more than I; No enemy have I to-day That I so bravely must defy; There are no foes along my way, However bitter they may be,

There are a thousand ways to cheat… There are ways uncounted to lose t… And whether you live by the sweat… dressed, You shall stand at last, when your…

IF LIFE were rosy and skies wer… And never a cloud appeared, If every heart that you loved prov… And never a friendship seared; If there were no troubles to fret…

We cannot count our friends, nor s… How many praise us day by day. Each one of us has friends that he Has yet to meet and really know, Who guard him, wheresoe’er they be…

H’it’s h’easy to be 'appy, Don’t you know; There’s no sense in being snappy, Don’t you know; Wot’s the use h’of being grumpy,