Maxioms by Old Song
Old Rose is dead, that good old man,
We ne'er shall see him more;
He used to read more
Old Rose is dead, that good old man,
We ne'er shall see him more;
He used to wear an old blue coat
All buttoned down before.
A soldier when aged is not appreciated; the love of an old man
sickens.
A soldier when aged is not appreciated; the love of an old man
sickens.
Accursed poison lies hid beneath sweet honey.
Accursed poison lies hid beneath sweet honey.
Old soldiers never die;
They fade away!
Old soldiers never die;
They fade away!
A wealthy traveller fears an ambush, while one with empty pockets
journeys on in safety.
A wealthy traveller fears an ambush, while one with empty pockets
journeys on in safety.
