Show A BEGGAR NOW it was wag aquiat a quiet day in june and birds were singing gayly As down doun the street came walking A tramp with hair so gray were singing and happy as could be to ro think they had a nest and little birdies three nd as the tramp stood looking and thinking what they meant with tears rolling down don his cheeks ie dropped hla his head and went how that makes me think ot of home when I 1 was but a chap nd had a very pretty home nd rn her sang like that artir rt ir r f r put aut no use ot of mourning inu and pining life away I 1 am a beggar now and a beggar I 1 shall stay MAUD MARSHAL plymouth utah |