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A boy and his dog make a glorious… No better friendship is found anyw… For they talk and they walk and th… And they have their deep secrets f… And that boy has a comrade who thi…
When he was only nine months old, And plump and round and pink of ch… A joy to tickle and to hold, Before he’d even learned to speak, His gentle mother used to say:
Home is the place where the laught… And man should be found at his bes… Let the cares of the day be as gre… The night has been fashioned for r… So leave at the door when the toil…
The choir we had in Pixley wasn’t… But today if I could hear it I wo… There warn’t a singer in it that c… To study with the masters and to l… There warn’t no variations, warn’t…
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…
The golden dreamboat’s ready, all… And the breeze is gently blowing t… And the fairy’s captain’s waiting… With the silver dust of slumber, c… Oh, the night is rich with moonlig…
He was going to be all that a mort… Tomorrow. No one should be kinder or braver… Tomorrow. A friend who was troubled and wear…
Poets have sung of the old-fashion… The old-fashioned pictures that hu… The old-fashioned people, the old-… The old-fashioned fashions they lo… The squeaky armchair that our gran…
The whistle sounds! The game is o… We pay our tribute now with tears Instead of smiling eyes and cheers… Neil Snow has crossed the line on… Life’s scrimmage ends! A manly so…
We were speakin’ of excitement, an… That sorter dot life’s landscape,… An’ one feller spoke of bein’ in a… An’ another one of skatin’ on some… Then a meek-faced little brother i…
HUSH, little ones don’t make a n… Pick up your dolls and pick up you… Pick up your Teddy Bear, Johnny,… How quiet a youngster tonight you… Daddy will wash up the dishes, whi…
Fish can be bought in the market p… So it isn’t the fish I’m after. I want to get free from the care-d… And back to an honest laughter, I want to get out where the skies…
Oh, little girl with eyes of brown And smiles that fairly light the t… I wonder if you really know Just why it is we love you so, And why– with all the little girls
Last night I held my arms to you And you held yours to mine And started out to march to me As any soldier fine. You lifted up your little feet
SEPTEMBER with her brushes dip… Now comes to paint the valleys and… And we forget completely that the… As we gaze upon the color that she… For all that we remember