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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest

Troubles

Troubles? Sure I’ve lots of them,
Got ‘em heaped up by the score,
Got ’em baled and bundled up,
Got ‘em hid behind the door.
Got ’em young and got ‘em old,
Got ’em big and little, too.
Don’t care to discuss 'em now,
Rather tell my joys to you.
 
Got the finest home there is,
Got the finest pair o’ boys,
An’ the sweetest little girl,
Reg’lar livin’, breathin’ joys.
Got the finest wife in town,
Got a little garden, too.
Troubles? Sure I’ve got ‘em, but
Rather tell my joys to you.
 
Got a bunch of friends I love,
Friends I know are staunch and true;
Visit ’em, they visit me,
Jus’ the way good friends should do;
Got my health, an’ got a job,
That’s enough to see me through.
Troubles? Sure I’ve got 'em, but
Rather tell my joys to you.

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The Need

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Little Feet

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Reward

Don’t want medals on my breast, Don’t want all the glory, I’m not worrying greatly lest The world won’t hear my story. A chance to dream beside a stream
When There’s Health in the House

When there’s good health In the h… And the skies are bright and sunny… For the mother croons her ditties,… Although heavy be his burdens, he… When there’s good health in the ho…
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I

Nobody hates me more than I; No enemy have I to-day That I so bravely must defy; There are no foes along my way, However bitter they may be,
The Brave Men

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
A Prayer

God grant me kindly thought And patience through the day, And in the things I’ve wrought Let no man living say That hate’s grim mark has stained
An Ode to Nellie

AH Nellie, you were always fair,… I’ve sung about your wealth of hai… Your charms are many I confess, b… To praise in my poor humble way th… It may be other maidens play a bet…
Be a Friend

Be a friend. You don’t need money… Just a disposition sunny; Just the wish to help another Get along some way or other; Just a kindly hand extended
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The Better Job

If I were running a factory I’d stick up a sign for all to see… I’d print it large and I’d nail i… On every wall that the men walked… And I’d have it carry this senten…
Down the Lanes of August

DOWN the lanes of August’€”and t… All the world’s in color now, and… Never reds will redder be, more go… Down the lanes of August, and the… Mother Nature’s brushes now with…
What a Baby Costs

‘How much do babies cost?’ said he The other night upon my knee; And then I said: ‘They cost a lot… A lot of watching by a cot, A lot of sleepless hours and care,
A Valentine

YOUR cheeks are pinker than the… Your eyes are bluer than the skies… Than you no fairer blossom grows, In you all earthly sweetness lies. Without you life were drear to me,



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