Show i JUST JU FOLKS I By EDGAR AA A. A GUEST THOUGHTS ON A HOT DAY In lu summer time when skies are blue Where winds aro are cool and sweet nice to loaf the long day through But men on weary feet Go marching down the road all day And may not put their cares away They may not put their burdens downOr down down- Or quit thel toilsome toilsome- tasks theirs to trudge tho sweltering town And do what duty asks saks To haunts where cooling breezes blow The sweltering thousands may not go Sometimes when in tho time shade I Ho lie f Contented and serene serene- I see the toilers trudging by byAn byAn byAn by- by An endless shifting shirting scene scene- And wish th that t I could set et them theTa free free- freeTo freeTo freeTo To Toc c como come mo and rest and dream with meTis me Tin theirs to bravo tho the sweltering heat Where hero never breeze goes by I hear them trudging through the street I 1 hear tired mothers sigh And wonder what God thinks about The way His joys Ills Joys are parceled out Copyright 01 1930 Edgar A. A Guest X I 1 Vo |