Show r ti I IL- IL by Edgar A iL Guest THE FRIEND FROM HOME Oh whether It be Cairo or Paris or in Rome e Theres There's nothing quite ep II fair to see as all a friend known at home A friend who knows your first name and all your our people too Will set your pulses beating as nothing else can Mn do I I If It you Ou have ever wandered a thousand miles way away Youve You've felt that tha bitter hunger which grips you jou ou night I and day I Youre You're overfed on grandeur and starved for simpler things Youre You're ready for th the thEl a face familiar brings When friends are are ever near you you OU greet them day by day And seldom think about them but when you go away To walk walle the streets with strangers your blood will f faster ste race raca To see among the people one old familiar fade face Tia not the snow-capped snow mountains Us not the oceans ocean's blue not ot the tropic triple palm trees tree the moon comes cornea I lIv ing through That holds earths earth's richest beauty beauty you'll you'll learn loam it I w when hen you roam rOOm roam The rho travelers traveler's greatest moment io Is to meet a a. friend I from home I COl Copyright 1925 1025 Edgar A A. A Guest |