Sable brother, are you clinging To the penny and the dime? Do you know what I am bringing To the wise of every clime? I am foresight. I am labor. And the soul that values me Will have luxury for neighbor, Will have pleasant days for fee. You have schooling. You have muscle. You have time to throw away. Better start in now to hustle Ere the night enfolds the day. Life's a battle for the worker. Where your heaven starts in your school. Life's an orgie for the shirker, And a death mask for the fool. Let us, therefore, walk together, In this welcome vale of tears; Breasting every racial weather, Wedding May-time to the years. |