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Can’t is the worst word that’s wri… Doing more harm here than slander… On it is many a strong spirit brok… And with it many a good purpose di… It springs from the lips of the th…
SOME day our eyes will brighten,… Some day the sun will shine for yo… Some day grim doubt we’ll banish,… And the rosy, golden future we sha… Some day we’ll know the wherefore…
DOWN the lanes of apple bloom, w… Down the pathways rosy red trip th… Love and laughter lead us on, ligh… June is smiling on us now, bidding… Sun-kissed now are maiden’s curls,…
SOMETIMES when they are tucked… And talks about each curly head, a… She tells about the fun they’ve ha… Recalls the bright things that the… Each morning is a pleasure new, an…
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…
It ain’ the ringing of the bell which calls me back to skule once… it ain’t that i must lurn to spell that makes my hart so orful soar: it ain’t that fracktions i must lu…
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
Would you sell your boy for a stac… Would you miss that hand that is y… Would you take a fortune and never… The man, in a few brief years, he’… Suppose that his body were racked…
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…
TAKE your troubles Best you can. Stand right up And play the man. Face 'em just
He doesn’t care that I’m not rich… Or that I’m poorly dressed, That I’m a toiler in the ditch He hasn’t even guessed. My faults that other people know
My religion’s lovin’ God, who mad… Who marks, no matter where it be,… An’ my religion’s servin’ Him the… By not despisin’ anything He made… It’s lovin’ sky an’ earth an’ sun…
Are you fond of your wife and your… So is the other fellow. Do you crave pleasures for them to… So does the other fellow. Does your heart rejoice when your…
Vacation time! How glad it seemed When as a boy I sat and dreamed Above my school books, of the fun That I should claim when toil was… And, Oh, how oft my youthful eye
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…