Youth Had Been A Habit Of Hers

Go Softly By That River Side Or When You Would Depart, You'll Find Its Every Winding Tied; And Knotted Round Your Heart.

What Is The Moral? Who Rides May Read.

Any Fool Can Waste, Any Fool Can Muddle, But It Takes Something Of A Man To Save, And The More He Saves The More Of A Man Does It Make Of Him.

All The Money In The World Is No Use To A Man Or His Country If He Spends It As Fast As He Makes It. All He Has Left Is His Bills And The Reputation For Being A Fool.

Yes, Making Mock O' Uniforms That Guard You While You Sleep... For It's Tommy This, An' Tommy That An' Chuck Him Out, The Brute! But It's Saviour Of His Country, When The Guns Begins To Shoot!