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The joy of life is living it, or s… In finding shackles on your wrists… In seeing wrongs and righting them… Then toiling till the vision is as… The happiest mortal on the earth i…
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
I would not be too wise– so very w… That I must sneer at simple songs… And let the glare of wisdom blind… To humble people and their humble… I would not care to climb so high…
Days are gettin’ shorter an’ the a… Apples now are droppin’ into Moth… The mist at dusk is risin’ over va… An’ it’s just as plain as sunshine… The turkeys now are struttin’ roun…
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…
Here we are, Britain! the finest… Taking our coats off and rolling o… Answering the thoughtless that onc… Each man a soldier for what he bel… Here we are, tight little island,…
When you were just our little boy,… Unto your cot and watched o’er you… We tucked the covers round your fo… And sometimes stooped and kissed y… Just as we came to you back then t…
HE took off his hat to the woman… But he wouldn’t do that for his wi… He picked up the handkerchief drop… But he wouldn’t do that for his wi… He ran for a chair when a fair mai…
OUT at Pelletier’s where the blo… An’ the tony Shetland ponies romp… Where the peacock on the fence rai… An’ the wolf hounds at the moon (i… Where the poultry sort o’ swaggers…
You needn’t be rich to be happy, You needn’t be famous to smile; There are joys for the poorest of… If only he’ll think them worth whi… There are blue skies and sunshine…
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…
It is not ornamental, the cost is… There are other things far more us… Though of all my possesions, there… With that white leather apron, whi… As a young lad I wondered just wh…
For strength to face the battle’s… For men that dare to die for right… For hearts above the lure of gold And fortune’s soft and pleasant wa… For courage of our days of old,
HERE’S to the men who laugh In the face of grim despair, Who gather the tares and chaff But sow with a cheerful air. Here’s to the smiling men
I might have been rich if I’d wan… I’ve made. I might have had fame if I’d soug… purposely played. Now I’m standing to-day on the fa…