Show N N J THE BOYS WHO 1 i LEFT THIS TOWN i t I N This burg Is but a dingy light On Uncle Sams Sam's broad lawn Where Where towns spring right up overnight overnight overnight over over- night I ITo To hall hail the early dawn On classic lines lInos we dd I fear l ar Too seldom put our trust With good old rustic rustle straight and clear We build because we must Its just a little burg we are are All guiltless of renown But Dut beat the boys now gone to war The Tile boys hoys who left this town 1 They've revelled in our mountain air They've quaffed the cool Duchesne Their are proof of wholesome fare lare From fair laIr Uintah's plain They've down the pleasant ways of simple country life Their joys like sunshine bl blest st their their- days With strength for tor sterner strife strite Oh just a little a-little little burg we are All guiltless of renown But beat the bo boys s now gone to war The Tha boys who left lert this town t i They'll sail the seas and sing themselves themselves them them- selves serves Across its dread expanse They'll wing themselves yes king themselves Out there In brave old France If they abhor the thoughts of at war They love fair Justice more Stand Kaiser Bill before its Ita bar barA A at the core Its just a little burg we are I All guiltless of renown But Dut beat the gift they gave to war The sweethearts of this town Who liveth by the vengeful sword Gods God's judgment cannot flee Nor any war-proud war German lord At the Spree And that is why our lads have gone Each mothers mother's son Has just one thought and only one I ITo To beat the bloody Hun I Just a little burg we are I All guiltless of renown But Dut beat the price they paid to war warThe warThe warThe war war- The mothers of this town CHARLES MILNE o 0 |