When you get to know a fellow, kno… When you’ve come to understand him… When you’ve learned the fight he’s… Then you find that he is different… You find his faults are trivial an…
A smudge on his nose and a smear o… And knees that might not have been… A bump on his forehead, a scar on… A relic of many a tumble and trip: A rough little, tough little rasca…
Does the grouch get richer quicker… Can the grumbler labor better than… Is the mean and churlish neighbor… Who shouts a glad ‘good morning,’… Just stop and think about it. Ha…
To live as gently as I can; To be, no matter where, a man; To take what comes of good or ill And cling to faith and honor still… To do my best, and let that stand
I’d like to be a boy again, a care… I’d like to tread the hills and da… I’d like the tattered shirt again,… The ugly, dusty feet again that lo… I’d like to play first base again,…
‘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,
Never a sigh for the cares that sh… Never a thought of the joys that f… Her one regret that she couldn’t d… Thoughtless and selfish, her Mast… Oh, the long nights that she came…
I am selfish in my wishin’ every s… I am selfish when I tell you that… Bending o’er you every minute, and… An’ as much of love an’ gladness a… Coz I know beyond all question th…
Who has a troop of romping youth About his parlour floor, Who nightly hears a round of cheer… When he is at the door, Who is attacked on every side
Before we take an auto ride Pa sa… Now just remember I don’t need su… If you will just sit still back th… I’ll take you where you want to go… Remember that my hearing’s good an…
He little knew the sorrow that was… He never guessed they’d miss him,… He couldn’t see his mother or the… Or the tears that started falling… And he couldn’t see his father, si…
At Sugar Camp the cook is kind And laughs the laugh we knew as bo… And there we slip away and find Awaiting us the old-time joys. The catbird calls the selfsame way
It takes a heap o’ livin’ in a hou… home, A heap o’ sun an’ shadder, an’ ye… have t’ roam Afore ye really 'preciate the thin…
The little path that leads to home… That is the road for me, I know no finer path to roam, With finer sights to see. With thoroughfares the world is li…