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200 i Reuben (Rachel), Reuben (Rachel) I‘ve Refrain: been thinking s Life would be so easy then; Long live the merry, merry heart What a lovely world this would be That laughs by night and day, ‘ If there were no tiresome men (if you‘d Like the queen of mirth, leave it to the men). No matter what some folks say. Reuben (Rachel), Reuben (Rachel) I‘ve Some folks fear to smile been t}(finking)’ (Rackel) Some folks do, Some folks do; If we went beyond the seas, Others lz’mgh thro‘ guile, All the men (girls) would follow agter But that‘s not me nor you. Lil zm of humble (he s. boe Sm we hunible thoney) bees Some folks fret and scold ‘ Some folks do, Some folks do; Others‘ hearts are cold, 58. THE SIDEWALKS OF But that‘s not me nor you. NEW YORK (70) East Side, West Side, . E) momes tho fosk, 61. WHEN YOU AND I WERE YOUNG, g‘ile t(ijts %ancgir "ringâ€"aâ€"rosie", MAGGIE (19) 4 i is falli % x BO;I; §§d gflg;etlosze;hgg down I wandered today to the hill, Maggie, | Me and Mamie O‘Rorke To watch the scene below, _ Tripped the light fantastic The creek and the old rusty mill, Maggie, On the sidewalks of New York. Where we sat in the long, long ago. _ The green grove is gone from the hill, Maggic, V‘J]_}ler&fdfirst the (lllaisies sprung; & ; e The old rusty mill is still, Maggie 59. GO(‘OOD(;I;Y}R,I}:“Y LOVER, Since you and I were young. ‘ . A & * (20) And nm\i we are aged lzmd gray, Maggie, ‘ o ied i The trials of life nearly done, '(I;};gd%];,lg’ fi;?g\‘;g i‘ggg_g}}i.bay’ Le\tI us sing of the days that are gone, } 4 Maggie, ind io t betcor.maty & f99 . when $oG and I were young o_ 1(\;13;33?;2 \';;1]1&1v iz(\);'f;rmo;:dljg t:]:e, They say I am feeble with age, Maggie, | Tho‘ now'we sadly YQEV a(iiesi]" Q%y Fteps are ICTIS sprightly than then; ‘ Eim 4 cpve My face is a wellâ€"written page, Maggie, f Goodâ€"bye, my lover, goodâ€"bye! %1:1‘ time alone was the pen. : Â¥s ey say we are aged and gray, Maggie, Refrain: A spray by the white breakers flung, Byâ€"low, my baby, Byâ€"low my baby, But to me you‘re as fair as you were, Byâ€"low, my baby, Maggie, Goodâ€"bye, my lover, goodâ€"bye! When you and I were young. And now we are aged and gray, Maggie, } Then cheer up till we meet again, The trials of life nearly done, { Goodâ€"bye, my lover, goodâ€"bye; Let us sing of the days that are gone, I‘ll try to bear my weary pain, Maggie, [ Goodâ€"bye, my lover, goodâ€"hye! When you and I were young. | Tho‘ far I roam across the sea, ( Goodâ€"bye, my lover, goodâ€"bye; My every thought of you shall be, Goodâ€"bye, my lover, goodâ€"bye! 62. WATIT FOR THE WAGON (37) Will you come with me, my Phyllis dear, ¢! To yon blue mountain free? 60. SOME FOLKS DO (23) Where blossoms smell the sweetest. 4 . Come rove along with me. Some folks like to sigh It‘s ev‘ry Sunday morning, dear, Some folks do, Some folks do; When I am by your side, ‘ Some folks long to die, We‘ll jump into the wagon But that‘s not me nor you. And all take a ride. " E V ER Y B 0O b Y $ I N G s " ‘ Page Twelve 1 uim _ mz e . nc e