| Show PATHS the path that leads to a loaf of bread winds through the swamps of toil that leads to a suit of clothes goes through a flowerless soil and the paths that lead to a loaf of broad bread and the suit of clothes are hard to tread and the path that leads to a house of your tour own climbs ov erthe hills and the path that leads to a bau bank account Is swept by the blast that kills but bat the men who start in the paths today zu in the lazy hills may go astray in the lazy hills are trees of shade by the dreamy brooks of sleep and the rollicking river of pleasure laughs and gambols down the steep but when the blasts ot of the winter come tive the brooks and the river are frozen dumb thou then woe to those in the lazy hills when the blasts of winter moan who from the path to a bank account and the path to i a house of their own these paths are hard in the summer heat but in winter they lead to a snug retreat |
