Over All Our Happy Country - Over

Worm Or Beetle - Drought Or Tempest - On A Farmer's Land May Fall, Each Is Loaded Full O' Ruin, But A Mortgage Beats 'em All.

I've Watched My Duty, Straight An' True, An' Tried To Do It Well; Part Of The Time Kept Heaven In View, An' Part Steered Clear Of Hell.

We Thank Thee, O Father Of All, For... All The Soul-help That Sad Souls Understand.

And That Was The Way The Deuce Was To Pay As It Always Is, At The Close Of The Day That Gave Us

To Appreciate Heaven Well, It's Good For A Person To Have Some Fifteen Minutes Of Hell.