Show J Just U US U'S sf S t F Folks o 0 I I k sT sT. s LOST JOYS RECOVERED Wed We'd lost the knack of settling down At evening when the lights were lit And shutting out the garish town With all aU the noise and glare of it Wed We'd come to think we had to r roam am Since pleasure nightly called us out The sweet and restful charm of home We had forgotten all about We turned our backs upon our books Untouched we left them on the shelves With cold and stern forbidding looks We turned our backs upon ourselves We thought we needed dance and song We fancied merriment to be beThe beThe beThe The sole possession of a throng And so we sought gay company We We thought that laughter must be loud That mirth was just a noisy show Amid the clamor of the crowd Wed We'd lost the joy of chuckling low Though arm in arm we came and went Our minds had drifted far apart For left alone in discontent We sighed for conversation smart W. W Well ell we wc- wc arc are back on firmer ground ground- Together now at home we stay Within ourselves again weve we've found The art of conversation on gay Weve We've ceased to care to know knew the crowd Since we have come ourselves to know Weve We've traded noise and laughter IoU loud loiI For chuckles chuckles and and its it's better sol |