No need to race, slow down the pace,
Go easy, Pals -- you'll linger longer. |
Oh it is good to ride and run, To roam the greenwood wild and free; To hunt, to idle in the sun, To leap into the laughing sea |
Pitched on his head, and pumped full of lead, was Dangerous Dan McGrew, While the man from the creeks lay clutched to the breast of the lady that's known as Lou. |
Think of all you planned to do. . . .
Have you done the best you can? |
This is the law of the Yukon, that only the Strong shall thrive;
That surely the Weak shall perish, and only the Fit survive. |
This is the Law of the Yukon, that only the Strong shall thrive; That surely the Weak shall perish, and only the Fit survive. |
What guy has got the guts of Bill! |
When we, the Workers, all demand: "What are we fighting for?" . . .
Then, then we'll end that stupid crime, that devil's madness -- War. |
Yes, if you're a tramp in tatters,
While the blue sky bends above You've got nearly all that matters-- You've got God, and God is love. |
You may toil with brain and sinew,
And though little wealth it win you, If there's health and hope within you -- You've made good . |