H’if a yankee cutthroat ‘acks ‘is… H’it tykes a year to pack ‘im h’of… ‘E can h’always dig h’up some h’ex… To keep your justice creepin’ like… But h’in H’England, h’if a bloke…

I’d like to leave but daffodills to mark my little way, To leave but tulips red and white behind me as I stray; I’d like to pass away from earth

How’s the little chap to know Just the proper roads to go If you never travel with him While he’s little, hand in hand? How’s he ever going to learn

To serve my country day by day At any humble post I may; To honor and respect her flag, To live the traits of which I bra… To be American in deed

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…

Father’s in the woodshed, Cleaning forty fish; Mother’s in the kitchen, Washing every dish; Sister’s upstairs making

There’s the mother at the doorway,… And the little parlor windows with… There are shaggy asters blooming i… And the simplest of the blossoms s… Oh, there isn’t any mansion undern…

PROUD is the state of its millio… And proud is the state of its name… In its borders are masters of brus… And wide as the world is its fame. It stands for the best of the bloo…

We’ve never seen the Father here,… The finest type of manhood since t… And, summing up the works of God,… The greatest is the Son He sent t… Through Him we learned the ways o…

He tore the curtains yesterday, And scratched the paper on the wal… Ma’s rubbers, too, have gone astra… She says she left them in the hall… He tugged the table cloth and brok…

Tuggin’ at your bottle, An’ it’s O, you’re mighty sweet! Just a bunch of dimples From your top-knot to your feet, Lying there an’ gooin’

Prettiest girl I’ve ever seen Is Ma. Lovelier than any queen Is Ma. Girls with curls go walking by,

No children in the house to play’€… It must be hard to live that way! I wonder what the people do When night comes on and the work i… With no glad little folks to shout…

When I was but a little lad of si… One joy I knew that has been lost… Then Saturday was baking day and… The while I stood about and watch… And I was there to have fulfilled…

I never knew, until they went, How much their laughter really mea… I never knew how much the place Depended on each little face; How barren home could be and drear