Maxioms by Old Song
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.
Old soldiers never die;
They fade away!
Old soldiers never die;
They fade away!
Over the hills and o'er the main,
To Flanders, Portugal and Spain,
Queen Anne commands and we'll read more
Over the hills and o'er the main,
To Flanders, Portugal and Spain,
Queen Anne commands and we'll obey,
Over the hills and far away.
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.
As the yellow gold is tried in the fire, so is sincerity tested
in adversity.
As the yellow gold is tried in the fire, so is sincerity tested
in adversity.
