OCR Text |
Show A LITTLE TOWN A little town at the end of a winding road Where the cars crowd the narrow nar-row street Where ou wave your hand, and say "Hello." To every one you meet. For life is interwoven With the friends we learn to know And we hear their joys and sorrows sor-rows As we daily come and go. As for our boys and girls That grew up in this little town Some are scattered throughout the world Some have gained renown. Doctors, dentists, lawyers, Nurses, teachers, poets, miners. Many hundreds more And service men galore We are proud to relate They are a credit to the nation, and their state. Come out and see us, and stay awhile When you leave, you'll leave us with a smile When the folks of this little town, shake your hand You will know, and understand Why There's hardly a thing they wouldn't do To help a friend, they'll do the same for you. In times of sickness or distress The needy here, will find help and rest There are none better, jt matters not where you 'roam Than are found in this little town, It's home. Edward Heather |