Under the roof where the laughter rings, That`s where I long to be; There are all of the glorious things, Meaning so much to me. There is where striving and toiling ends; There is where always the rainbow bends. Under the roof where the children shout, There is the perfect rest; There is the clamor of greed shut out, Ended the ceaseless quest. Battles I fight through the heat of to-day Are only to add to their hours of play. Under the roof where the eyes are bright, There I would build my fame; There my record of life I`d write; There I would sign my name. There in laughter and true content Let me fashion my monument. Under the roof where the hearts are true, There is my earthly goal; There I am pledged till my work is through, Body and heart and soul. Think you that God will my choice condemn If I have never played false to them?SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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