Show PALS PAIS W went wande wandering ring over the lu hi alls my boy and 1 I my afy boy and I 1 out where the woods lie deep and still my boy my aly boy and 1 I and we saw where the brook runs soft and low the sunny slope where the asters grow and we watched the wild birds coar and go my boy my boy and 1 I then we came back oer the anid swept hill my boy and 1 I my aly boy and 1 I and our hearts were glad though our lips were still my boy my boy and 1 I for we saw from the hill rough and high the finger of 0 god in the sunset sky and we knew we were pals for or aye and aye my ary boy my boy and 1 I M G van voorhis |