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Show Lay of the Lazy Man. When the breeze blown In my window, nhl It tells me many tales Of wlnil-lleckort wavei with caps ot white that vie with glistening- sails That here and thora between the line dividing di-viding sen nnd sky Qo hobbling lazily enough my heart to satisfy For I'm lazy, lnzy, lnzy. When the breeze blows In my window 1 have drettms ot meadows sweet Whero the cloer's ripe and ruddy nnd the cows have lots to eat. With them I chew tho cud a while I could, I think, could youT For tho reason ('tis most excellent) 1 have nothing else to do And I'm lazy, lazy, lazy. When the lireeez blows through my window win-dow In my mtnd's eye I can see Myself n-slttln' nshln with some bait up-on up-on my knee, The scene's an very peaceful thnt It fills me with delight. And I rnther think I would prefer to nev-er nev-er have a bite , . For I'm lazy, lnzy, lnzy. -Pittsburg Dispatch. |