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Better than land or gold or trade Are a high ideal and a purpose tru… Better than all of the wealth we’v… Is the work for others that now we… For Rome grew rich and she turned…
Each evening on my lap there climb… A little boy of three, And with his dimpled, chubby fists He pounds me shamefully. He gives my beard a vicious tug,
Nobody stops at the rich man’s doo… Nobody shouts a ‘hello!’ to him in… Nobody comes to his porch at night… And talks till it’s time to go to… Nobody just happens in to call on…
To keep in mind from day to day That I’m a soldier in the fray; That I must serve, from sun to su… As well as he who bears a gun The flag that flies above us all,
A table cloth that’s slightly soil… Where greasy little hands have toi… The napkins kept in silver rings, And only ordinary things From which to eat, a simple fare,
God made the little boys for fun,… He made their little legs to run a… He made them strong for climbing t… drums, And filled them full of revelries…
The glory of a soldier—and a soldi… Is the way he does his duty withou… His work’s not always pleasant, bu… And he grabs a bit of glory when h… But the lesson that he teaches eve…
Get off your downy cots of ease, There’s work that must be done. Great danger’s riding on the seas. The storm is coming on. Don’t think that it will quickly p…
When will the laughter ring again… Not till the soldiers come home ag… When will the holly gleam again an… Not till the swords are sheathed o… When will happy hearts meet again…
TWO long-haired friends at table… And sipped some old Sauterne, And each one sought throughout the… The other’s tricks to learn. ‘I see some dandruff on your coat,…
The women of the sailors, unto the… They never hear the breaking waves… But that their hearts are anguish-… For the women of the sailors it’s… The women of the sailors, unto the…
IT’S a good old world we’re livin… With all its pain an’ sorrow; A world where friends are givin’ i… To cheer us till tomorrow. A world where folks come forward,…
Time was I thought of growing up, But that was ere the babies came; I’d dream and plan to be a man And win my share of wealth and fam… For age held all the splendors the…
Little Master Mischievous, that’s… There’s no better title that descr… Into something all the while where… Prying into matters that are not f… Little Master Mischievous, order’…
He was beaten from the start, Beaten by his doubting heart, And he had a ready ear For the busy tongue of fear, And he had a timid mind