Show BE A GOOD BOY GOODBYE How oft In my dreams I go back to the day When I stood tood at our old wooden gate And started to school in full tull battle ar array array ray Well armed with a primer and slate And as the latch fell I thought myself tree free And I 1 gloried I tear fear on the sly Till I heard a 0 kind voice that whis whispered wis to me Be a good boy goodbye goodbe Be a good boy goodbye They have followed me lq in all these years They have given a form to my youth youthful tul ful dreams And they scattered my foolish fears They have stayed my feet teet on many a brink Unseen by a 0 blinded eye For just In time I would pause and think Be a good boy goodbye Oh brother of mine In the battle battla ot of 1 life lite Just starting or nearing its close This motto aloft In the midst of the strife will conquer wherever it goes oeL Mistakes you will make for fol each ot of ofus us errs But brother just honestly try To accomplish your best In whatever occurs Be a good boy goodbye John L Shroy In Saturday Evening Post |