Good Old-Time Songs Volume 2 (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1910 Excerpt: ...For to be a farmer's boy. My father is dead, my mother is left With her five children small, And what is worse for mother still, I'm the eldest of them all; Though small I am, I fear no work. If you will give me employ. If you cannot me employ, one favor yet I ask, That is to shelter me this night From the cold Winter's blast; At the break of day I will trudge away, Elsewhere to seek employ. The farmer says, we'll try the lad. No further let him seek: Oh yes, dear father, the daughter cried. While the tears rolled down her cheek, For him that can labor it is hard to want Or elsewhere to seek employ. At length of years this boy grew up, This good old farmer died; He left the boy the farm he had. And his daughter for his bride. The boy that was, is a farmer now. And he oftimes thinks with joy--Chorus. On the happy, happy day he came that way "For to be a farmer's boy. PULLING HARD AGAINST THE STREAM. In this world I've gained my knowledge, And for it have had to pay; Though I never went to college, Yet I've heard that poets say, Life is like a mighty river. Rolling on from day to day; Men are vessels launch'd upon it. Sometimes wreck'd and cast away. Chorus. Do your best for one another, making life a pleasant dream; Help a worn and weary brother, pulling hard against th- stream. Many a bright, good-hearted fellow, Many a noble-minded man, Finds himself in water shallow, Then assist him if you can.. Some succeed at ev'ry turning, Fortune favors every scheme, Others, too, tho' more deserving, Have to pull against the stream. So then--If the wind is in your favor. And you've weather'd ev'ry squall, Think of those who, luckless, labor, Never get fair winds at all, ' Working hard, contented, willing, Struggling thro' life's ocean wide, Not a friend, and...