Show OLD SONGS by walt mason last night I 1 heard an ancient dame hum divers songs of bygone ears and tender reflections recollections came which fil ed my old green eyes with tears oh birdie I 1 am in tired now I 1 do not care to hear you sing thus warbled on the weathered frau while darning socks like everything everi thing beneath the b igat canadian skies I 1 us d to sing that simple lay folks heard my boyish filble rise and wished I 1 d quit or go away where are the men who cried but hut up ind promptly kicked their dogs on me when I 1 before their NilAi tip turned loose that song in ec ecstacy the beldame by my fireside R alts and cai ii gs old songs to you unknown as wait walt for me at heaven s gates S 8 belle mahone malione sweet belle mahone I 1 used to slug sing the same song beneath the warm aarm canadian sun and neighbors rang the chest ches t nut gong and put more buckshot in the gun old songs sweet longst songs they blaze the track of bygone days and vanished scenes before I 1 had to break my back to earn the beel beefsteak steak and the beans beaus |