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C J Dennis - The Down-Hill Track
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The dawnin` of prosperity
   Recalls (said old George Jones)
When I was young, a song we sung,
   In none too sober tones,
When easy, breezy days were here,
   An` cash was wildly spent.
Small good it done to anyone;
   But this is how it went:
 
"Oh, toil with a will to the summit of the hill.
   It`s the luggin` an` the tuggin` does the trick,
But be careful of the drop when you`ve labored to the top,
   An` the fool who makes the pace too quick.
For there`s more loads spilled, an` there`s more men killed,
   Where the road runs to the valley down below;
So, restrain that eager itchin`; sit well back into the britchin`.
   Go slow, Sonny-lad, go slow!"
 
I`ve lived me life (said old George Jones)
   An` learned me lesson well:
The pampered flesh clothes no old bones,
   As history`s headstones tell --
The "Champagne Charlies" of my day,
   The short an` merry run -
High livin`s tucked more men away
   Than hard times ever done.
 
Oh, dig in yer toes where the up`ard track it goes.
   It`s the strivin` an` the drivin` does the trick.
But take it steady, son, when yer on the down`ard run;
   `Tis the fool who makes the pace too quick.
For the most men trips when the down grade dips,
   An` there`s more stones a`lurkin` for your toe.
Save yer wind an` spare yer muscle for the next long uphill tussle.
   Go slow, Sonny-lad, go slow!
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