First thing in the morning, last… Get it when I come from school: '… Go upstairs this minute, an’ roll… An’ give your hands a scrubbing an… Now don’t stand there and argue, a…

Let every day be Mother’s Day! Make roses grow along her way And beauty everywhere. Oh, never let her eyes be wet With tears of sorrow or regret,

Rough is the road I am journeying… Heavy the burden I’m bearing to-d… But I’m humming a song, as I wand… And I smile at the roses that nod… Red roses sweet,

Heard of Contradictin’ Joe? Most contrary man I know. Always sayin’, 'That’s not so.’ Nothing’s ever said, but he Steps right up to disagree–

Apples on the table an’ the grate-… Oh, I’m sure the whole world hasn… The Mother sittin’ mendin’ little… An’ tellin’ all that’s happened th… Oh, I don’t know how to say it, b…

It’s mighty hard for Mother’I am… And the tasks of every morning kee… And I’m not forever meeting with… To remind me of our sorrow when I… But with Mother it is different’t…

Only a dad, with a tired face, Coming home from the daily race, Bringing little of gold or fame, To show how well he has played the… But glad in his heart that his own…

Turn me loose and let me be Young once more and fancy free; Let me wander where I will, Down the lane and up the hill, Trudging barefoot in the dust

Here we are, Britain! the finest… Taking our coats off and rolling o… Answering the thoughtless that onc… Each man a soldier for what he bel… Here we are, tight little island,…

Better than land or gold or trade Are a high ideal and a purpose tru… Better than all of the wealth we’v… Is the work for others that now we… For Rome grew rich and she turned…

This is the sort of a man was he: True when it hurt him a lot to be; Tight in a corner an’ knowin’ a li… Would have helped him out, but he… His freedom there in so cheap a wa…

I believe in the world and its big… That most of the hearts beating ro… That days are but footsteps and ye… That lead us to beauty and singing… That roses that blossom and toiler…

Lord, let me stand in the thick of… Let me bear what I must without w… Grant me the wisdom to do what is… Though a thousand false beacons ar… Let me be true as the steel of a b…

The little woman, to her I bow And doff my hat as I pass her by; I reverence the furrows that mark… And the sparkling love light in he… The little woman who stays at home…