BACK UP Old Age and Wrinkled… Come, Selfish Grown-Up, quit the… You Pessimist, depart! Now, Gloomy Gus and Doleful Frow… There is no room for you in town,

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,

We all are warriors with sin. Cru… we come to earth With spotless plumes and shining s… with foes and prove our worth. The world is but a battlefield whe…

I’m not the man to say that failur… Nor tell a chap to laugh when thin… I know it hurts to have to take de… An’ no one likes to lose before a… It isn’t very pleasant not to win

When I was but a little lad, not… I noticed in a general way my dad… He liked the little ways I had, t… Sometimes he gave me words of prai… And when I’d done a thing worth w…

MEBBE I shall weep tomorrow, Mebbe I shall lose my job, Mebbe bowed in grief and sorrow I shall sit alone and sob. Mebbe trouble grim is comin’,

To us the Flag has little meant. Each glorious stripe of red Was woven there to represent The blood of heroes dead. On some dim, distant battle line

‘Taint nothin’ to laugh at as I c… If you’d been stung by a bumble be… An’ your nose wuz swelled an’ it s… You wouldn’t want people to laugh… If you had a lump that wuz full of…

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

When he has suffered honest woe, I do not mind the man who grieves, But I hate him who stubs his toe And straightway gets a case of ‘ p…

Whatever the task and whatever the… the flag’s in air, The funny man with his sunny ways… be laughing there. There are men who fret, there are…

There was weepin’ by the women tha… An’ old William’s throat was chok… An’ he couldn’t hardly answer when… Who it was on that occasion was to… I detest tears at a weddin’, an’…

We have room for the man with an h… With his heart on fire and his eye… We have room for the man with a pu… Who comes to our shores to start l… But we haven’t an inch of space fo…

There in the flame of the open gra… All that is good in the past I se… Red-lipped youth on the swinging g… Bright-eyed youth with its minstre… Girls and boys that I used to kno…