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When the umpire calls you out, It’s no use to stamp and shout, Wildly kicking dust about— Play the game! And though his decision may
It’s mighty hard for Mother’I am… And the tasks of every morning kee… And I’m not forever meeting with… To remind me of our sorrow when I… But with Mother it is different’t…
H’it’s h’easy to be 'appy, Don’t you know; There’s no sense in being snappy, Don’t you know; Wot’s the use h’of being grumpy,
I mustn’t forget that I’m gettin’… That’s the worst thing ever a man… I must keep in mind without bein’… That old ideas must give away to n… Let me be always upon my guard
He spent what he made, or he gave… Tried to save money, and would for… Started a bank-account time an’ ag… Got a hundred or so for a nest egg… Some fellow that needed it more th…
When we have lived our little live… When we’ve seen all that we shall… When we shall take one backward lo… I pray that you shall be as glad a… Time was we started out to find th…
When I was but a little lad, my o… That none should wind the clock bu… He’d fumble for the curious key ke… And set aside that little task ent… In time Grandfather passed away,…
THEY ‘RE coming home Thanksgivi… They ’re coming back once more, And mother’s smiles begin to play The way they did before The youngsters went away. Somehow
I would rather be the daddy Of a romping, roguish crew, Of a bright-eyed chubby laddie And a little girl or two, Than the monarch of a nation
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,
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…
IS IT so sudden? Then did you be… Those evenings I called at your f… And lovingly, longingly gazed in y… That I merely had come for a chat… Did it strike you the times that…
Strange thoughts come to the man a… ’Tis then, if ever, he talks with… And views himself as a single clod In the soil of life where the soul… ’Tis then he questions the why and…
Be grateful for the kindly friends… Be grateful for the skies of blue… Be grateful for the health you own… For round about you there are men… Be grateful for the growing trees,…
Swiftly the changes come. Each da… Sees some lost beauty blown away And some new touch of lovely grace Come into life to take its place. The little babe that once we had