Let Me Live In A House By The Side Of The Road
Let me live in a house by the side of the road. But let me live by the side of the road And be a friend to man. March 5 2020 Helen C. Let me live in a house by the side of the road Where the race of men go by-The men who are good and the men who are bad As good and as bad as I.
Id Rather Live By The Side Of The Road Recorded by Mac Wiseman Written by Albert E. This work was published before January 1 1926 and is in the public domain worldwide because the. Let me live in a house by the side of the road.
You can listenbuy it on Apple Music Spotify and many other streaming platforms or listen below. I know there are brook-gladdened meadows ahead And mountains of wearisome height. Let me live in the house by the side of the road.
But let me live by the side of the road And be a friend to man. And still I rejoice when the travelers rejoice. THERE are hermit souls that live withdrawn In the place of their self-content.
There are souls like stars that dwell apart In a fellowless firmament. Let me live in a house by the side of the road. I know there are brook-gladdened meadows ahead And mountains of wearisome height.
And stretches away to the night. Where the race of men go by. Posted on June 20 2016 July 5 2016 Categories Tuesday Poems from other poets Uncategorized Tags Let me live in a house by the side of the road And be a friend to man Philosophic poetry Sam Walter Foss Tuesday Poem Leave a comment on Tuesday Poem A Philosopher by Sam Walter Foss.
The House by the Side of a Road. There are pioneer souls that blaze the paths Where highways never ran- But let me live by the side of the road And be a friend to man.
That the road passes on through the long afternoon.
I would not sit in the scorners seat Nor hurl the cynics ban- Let me live in a house by the side of the road And be a friend to man. There are pioneer souls that blaze the paths Where highways never ran- But let me live by the side of the road And be a friend to man. Let me live in my house by the side of the road And be a friend to man. Aint Done Leavin Yet. And mountains of wearisome height. Id Rather Live By The Side Of The Road Recorded by Mac Wiseman Written by Albert E. Let me live in the house by the side of the road. I would not sit in the scorners seat Or hurl the cynics ban. I know there are brook-gladdened meadows ahead.
Let me live in a house by the side of the road Where the race of men go by- The men who are good and the men who are bad As good and as bad as I. I would not sit in the scorners seat Or hurl the cynics banLet me live in a house by the side of the road And be a friend to man. Let me live in a house by the side of the road Where the race of men go by- The men who. And still I rejoice when the travelers rejoice. There are souls like stars that dwell apart There are pioneer souls that blaze the paths. And be a friend to man. And stretches away to the night.
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