Salt Lake Telegram | 1932-06-03 | Page 4 | Just Folks

JUST FOLKS B A. A Y EDGAR UG cEAs Copyright 1932 by Edgar A. A Guest Ouest WAIL VAIL OF A THOROUGHLY DISCOURAGED MAN Although the trees tree were all aU in bloom A sad faced man was oozing gloom Ah me met mel he sighed what bonds I had Through some mischance have all gone bad Last year ear I lost two business blocks Three vacant lots and all my stocks His voice neath so much sadness broke And now Ive I've lost my putting stroke 1 The song birds sang their roundelay The skies Wire wre blue that springtime day But as that game of golf progressed His chin fell almost to his chest My daughter ran away to wed wedA A youth I cannot carmot like he said Ive lost my house and garden plot And now Ive I've lost my shot t tA A Bob White whistled loud and clear This happy call he failed to hear The laundry lost a shirt of mine Said I I. I You haven't lost your whine 1 To such a slur he paid no heedA heedA heedA heed A buttons button's gone one I sadly need I am the saddest man alive Just look at me Ive I've l lost t my drivel Ive borne so much of hurt and woe There can be no more grief Stief to know Im I'm posted now for last months month's dues Theres There's nothing more that I can lose And then he drove rove the ball flew new high To settle In the rough lough near by But no one marked the he pellets pellet's fall And MU h he had lost c t a last as years year's e u bath J JT