 | Avenging the Maine |  |
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LIFE'S ROAD.
With joy I plod life's weary road;
Sometimes I'm free, then with a load;
The cares I gather through the day,
At night my banjo 'ill drive away.
Sometimes I'm free, then with a load;
The cares I gather through the day,
At night my banjo 'ill drive away.
If life comes sweet, I'll only smile,
As it will please me well;
If bitter, though I'll only frown,
And you can never tell.
As it will please me well;
If bitter, though I'll only frown,
And you can never tell.
I never grieve o'er past mistakes,
Made through the previous day;
I will from them a lesson take,
And plod along life's way.
Made through the previous day;
I will from them a lesson take,
And plod along life's way.
Sometimes you see me going on,
And judge I'm doing well;
The cares that's moving in my heart
No tongue can ever tell.
And judge I'm doing well;
The cares that's moving in my heart
No tongue can ever tell.
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