When
we were boys together, boys, down in the woodland deep,
Where
threw the valley soft an’ green the river uster creep
An’
wind itself, so serpent like, down threw the medder lot
An’
join the stream erbove the pond in one dark, shady spot,
Them
wuz the days we uster live, ‘twas
like a golden dream,
When
we were boys together, boys, down by the dear old stream.
When
we were boys together, boys, down in the schoolhouse yard
A-playin’
tag, or “two ol’ cat” out on the boulevard;
When
we were playin’ “hunt the wolf” off yunder on the hill,
Or
dressed ez injun warriors, all painted up to kill,
Them
wuz the times we uster live, boun’ close in Natur’s arms
When
we wuz boys turgether, boys, down on the ol’ home farms.
When
we were boys turgether, boys, threwout the cloudy days,
When
we were held by bonds uv love, tho’ goin’ diffrunt ways;
When
we were North an’ South and West, an’ life wuz hard an’ bare,
We
looked back on the good ol’ days an’ lightened our despair.
An’
then we knew we hed some fr’en’s, an’ we took heart egen,
An’
we were boys turgether, boys, an’ not discouraged men.
When
we are boys turgether, boys up yender by an’ by,
When
we at las’ shell gether on our playground in the sky;
When
we shell all j’in hands ergen no more to roam afar,
To
play thet grand, eternal game, where God’s good children are;
Where
love shell be the guidin’ star, an’ sorrer stalk no more,
Then
we’ll be boys turgether, boys, but happier then uv yore.
April
18, ‘99
Joker
for May, 99
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