Edgar Guest - James Whitcomb RileyEdgar Guest - James Whitcomb Riley
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There must be great rejoicin`
on the Golden Shore to-day,
An` the big an` little angels
must be feelin` mighty gay:
Could we look beyond the curtain now
I fancy we should see
Old Aunt Mary waitin`, smilin`,
for the coming that`s to be,
An` Little Orphant Annie an`
the whole excited pack
Dancin` up an` down an` shoutin`:
"Mr. Riley`s comin` back!"
There`s a heap o` real sadness
in this good old world to-day;
There are lumpy throats this morning
now that Riley`s gone away;
There`s a voice now stilled forever
that in sweetness only spoke
An` whispered words of courage
with a faith that never broke.
There is much of joy and laughter
that we mortals here will lack,
But the angels must be happy now
that Riley`s comin` back.
The world was gettin` dreary,
there was too much sigh an` frown
In this vale o` mortal strivin`,
so God sent Jim Riley down,
An` He said: "Go there an` cheer `em
in your good old-fashioned way,
With your songs of tender sweetness,
but don`t make your plans to stay,
Coz you`re needed up in Heaven.
I am lendin` you to men
Just to help `em with your music,
but I`ll want you back again."
An` Riley came, an` mortals heard
the music of his voice
An` they caught his songs o` beauty
an` they started to rejoice;
An` they leaned on him in sorrow,
an` they shared with him their joys,
An` they walked with him the pathways
that they knew when they were boys.
But the heavenly angels missed him,
missed his tender, gentle knack
Of makin` people happy, an`
they wanted Riley back.
There must be great rejoicin`
on the streets of Heaven to-day
An` all the angel children
must be troopin` down the way,
Singin` heavenly songs of welcome
an` preparin` now to greet
The soul that God had tinctured
with an ever-lasting sweet;
The world is robed in sadness
an` is draped in sombre black;
But joy must reign in Heaven now
that Riley`s comin` back.
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