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GOSSIPY EARS
NOBODY ELSE BUT YOU
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A gossipy tongue is a dangerous thing If its owner is evil at heart;
He can give whom he chooses full many a sting That will woefully linger and smart.
But the gossipy tongue would be balked in its plan For causing heart burnings and tears If it were not helped out by the misguided man Who possesses two gossipy ears.
Oh, the gossipy ears are the ones that believe The evil reports they are told;
The sly, subtle tales which they gladly receive Would tarnish the purest gold.
The cruel, “They say” which goes floating about Like a hidden foe, fostering fears,
Would lose all its force were it firmly shut out By the man with the gossipy ears.
When the man with the gossipy tongue happens by With his stories of evil and strife,
We surely should look him right square in the eye And ask him his mission in life.
We ought to refuse him a chance to retail The false, idle rumors he “hears;”
He ought to he locked up somewhere in a jail With the man with the gossipy ears.
(Author Unknown)
When you been workin’ a long, long time,
A-doin’ the best you can.
And you start to think about the day
When you’ll be an old, old man —
When you’ll want to fish and hunt and golf.
Or whatever you love to do —
Nobody goin’ to save that money,
Nobody else but you!
Ain’t no use to sit and dream About that pot of gold,
Or about the things you’d like to have When you find you’re growin’ old.
When the speculatin’s over,
And the propaganda’s through,
You know who’s gonna be holdin’ the bag —
Nobody else but you!
So I been smokin’ and wonderin’
’Bout a lot of fancy schemes
Where I could get rich without any work —
And I’m sure they’re all just dreams.
’Cause you’ll find out as you go along And see things clear on through — Things worth while are the things that are earned By nobody else but you!
— William L. Miller
Don: hotel? Jack :
Is your uncle still mopping up floors at that Yeah — same old floorflusher!
Cadet: Pardon me, I’m leaving for the nearest army camp to see a cannon ball.
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