When you get to know a fellow, kno… When you’ve come to understand him… When you’ve learned the fight he’s… Then you find that he is different… You find his faults are trivial an…

If never a sorrow came to us, and never a care we knew; If every hope were realized, and every dream came true; If only joy were found on earth,

Mothers dream such splendid dreams… Dreams of wondrous deeds they’ll d… Every mother of a boy knows that i… One who some day will arise splend… Mothers sing their babes to sleep,…

Tell me, what is half so sweet As a baby’s tiny feet, Pink and dainty as can be, Like a coral from the sea? Talk of jewels strung in rows,

When an old man gets to thinking o… He hears again the laughter of the… He isn’t counting money, and he is… He’s at home with friendly people… When he’s lived through all life’s…

When mother sleeps, a slamming doo… Disturbs her not at all; A man might walk across the floor Or wander through the hall A pistol shot outside would not

He tore the curtains yesterday, And scratched the paper on the wal… Ma’s rubbers, too, have gone astra… She says she left them in the hall… He tugged the table cloth and brok…

Old Mister Laughter Comes a-grinnin’ down the way, Singin’: 'Never mind your trouble… For they’ll surely pass away.’ Singin’: 'Now the sun is shinin’

Under the shade of trees, Flat on my back at ease, Lulled by the hum of bees, There’s where I rest; Breathing the scented air,

Lord, let me stand in the thick of… Let me bear what I must without w… Grant me the wisdom to do what is… Though a thousand false beacons ar… Let me be true as the steel of a b…

HE died a poor man, so they say, Few were the dollars stored away By him while he lived, and yet His memory I’ll not forget. A spendthrift! True, but not for…

Mine is a song of hope For the days that lie before; For the grander things The morrow brings When the struggle days are o’er.

The easy roads are crowded And the level roads are jammed; The pleasant little rivers With the drifting folks are cramme… But off yonder where it’s rocky,

I hold the finest picture-books Are woods an’ fields an’ runnin’ b… An’ when the month o’ May has don… Her paintin’, an’ the mornin’ sun Is lightin’ just exactly right