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Some fellers’ pas seem awful old, An’ talk like they was going to sc… An’ their hair’s all gone, an’ the… Or holler an’ shout when they come… They don’t get out in the street a…
We’re queer folks here. We’ll talk about the weather, The good times we have had togethe… The good times near, The roses buddin’, an’ the bees
Time was the cry went round the wo… America for freedom speaks, A new flag is to-day unfurled, An eagle on the mountain shrieks, A king is failing on his throne,
Lord, we’ve had our little wrangle… There’s many a time, I reckon, th… My tongue’s a trifle hasty an’ my… An’ Mother, let me tell you, has… But I couldn’t live without her,…
After a man has been married awhil… And his wife has grown used to his… And style, When she knows form the twinkle th… Up his eye
“I WANT a chance to show what I… He sighed when others seemed to pa… ‘There are great problems I could… Somehow, I never get the chance t… Give me a chance to show what I c…
God has been good to men. He gave His Only Son their souls to save, And then he made a second gift, Which from their dreary lives shou… The tyrant’s yoke and set them fre…
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,…
To wed, or not to wed; that is the… Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to… The bills and house rent of a wedd… Or to say “nit” when she proposes, And by declining cut her. To wed;…
The stick-together families are ha… Than the brothers and the sisters… The gladdest people living are the… A circle at the fireside that no p… And the finest of conventions ever…
We shall thank our God for graces That we’ve never known before; We shall look on manlier faces When our troubled days are o’er. We shall rise a better nation
THE dead return. I know they do; The glad smile may have passed fro… The ringing voice that cheered us… In that remembered long ago Be stilled, and yet in sweeter way…
To do your little bit of toil, To play life’s game with head erec… To stoop to nothing that would soi… Your honor or your self-respect; To win what gold and fame you can,
Up to the ceiling And down to the floor, Hear him now squealing And calling for more. Laughing and shouting,
‘Boy o’ mine, boy o’ mine, this is… This is my dream and my thought an… Strong be the spirit which dwells… Never may folly or shame get the b… You shall be tempted in fancied se…