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Time was I used to worry and I’d… And think with every ache I got t… I’d see disaster comin’ from a doz… An’ prophesy calamity an’ dark and… But I’ve come to this conclusion,…
Most every night when they’re in b… And both their little prayers have… They shout for me to come upstairs And tell them tales of gypsies bol… And eagles with the claws that hol…
It is better to die for the flag, For its red and its white and its… Than to hang back and shirk and to… And let the flag sink out of view. It is better to give up this life
When mother’s sewing buttons on Their little garments, one by one, I settle down contented there And watch her in her rocking chair… She’s at the task she likes the be…
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
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,
He is with you every minute, in th… And your caddie’s quick to sense i… If you hear your trials bravely, i… You will find the little fellow tr… If you show the proper spirit when…
There are noises that freeze up th… There’s the sound of the burglar a… As he’s picking the lock, and the… Of a wind-worried door I thought… But there’s nothing that frightens…
Courage isn’t a brilliant dash, A daring deed in a moment’s flash; It isn’t an instantaneous thing Born of despair with a sudden spri… It isn’t a creature of flickered h…
OUR children are our monuments, The little ones we leave behind, If they are good and brave and kin… And labor here with true intents, Our lives and work perpetuate
SHE wanted to be asked again, And so she wiped the dishes, She took a knife, and with the men She helped to clean the fishes; She made her bed and swept the flo…
Thankful for the glory of the old… and Blue, For the spirit of America that st… and true, For the laughter of our children a…
When winter shuts a fellow in and… There’s nothing else for him to do… And then before an open fire he sm… He seems to see a picture show of… No ordinary film is that which mem…
A warm house and a ruddy fire, To what more can man aspire? Eyes that shine with love aglow, Is there more for man to know? Whether home be rich or poor,
I do not say new friends are not c… Or that their smiles ain’t genuine… That when a feller’s heart is crus… And teardrops come a-splashin’ dow… Becoz his grief an’ loneliness are…