Show JUST FOLKS A. A GUEST TIME Old Father Time is not annoyed Because some city is destroyed If he would have a city there Some day the damage hell he'll repair I Should man cut down his forests wild To such a loss hes he's reconciled For in a thousand years or so Hell He'll watch another forest grow v. Old Father Time is not disturbed Because some trivial whim is curbed Complacently from day to day And silently he goes his way For while mens men's brains and bodies tire Struggling to win what they desire Old patient Father Time can spend A million years to gain his end only ma man maii 1 who has to haste Because he has no day to waste He wants his temple spires to rise Before death comes to close his eyes The grain of truth he finds appears The rich achievement of his y years ars But Father Time can wait to see seeThe seeThe seeThe The wonders that are yet to be Man battles in his little role To build a pathway y to his goal But change and storm and stress combine To batter down his structures fine While Father Time holds out to youth An undiscovered grain of truth And seems to know beyond a doubt day some 1 E lad find clit at it put out |