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Don?t sit around and gripe and frown There are better things to do Put on a coat of armor, made of a friendly smile
Walk down the street, greet the folks you meet
You will find life so worth while
You just have to look around you
to appreciate your wealth
Though you may not have a penny
Thank God for your health
Help your neighbor, he may need you
Comfort those in sorrow bereave
And when day is done, you will be the one
Who will find his time well spent.
VADALIA
?Twas at the harvest ball, I met Vadalia
The August moon was on the raise
Through lonely days, and sleepless nights I wonder,
If I will ever meet her again
My hair, was like the snow of December
And, she was like the first flowers of May
So, when she whispered you?re so kind and tender
My sad voice couldn?t find a word to say
I wonder what has happened to, Vadalia
And if she thinks of me, now and then
The harvest time is here, again Vadalia
But, I know, we will never meet again.
July 22, 1958
This song was composed, with a sweet girl, in mind.
TIRED WAIT?EN ROUND
Good Lord, why don?t you take me I?ve been wait?in round so long I?m too old to chop the cotton Not lone to hoe the corn I can?t even play ma? banjo, cause ma? fingers are so stiff


Backman, Marguerite Songs-14
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