Cover Them Over With Beautiful Flowers, Deck

If There's A Heaven Upon The Earth, A Fellow Knows It When He's Been Away From Home A Week, And Then Gets Back Again.

I've Watched My Duty, Straight An' True, An' Tried To Do It Well; Part Of The Time Kept Heaven In View, An' Part Steered Clear Of Hell.

Thanksgiving-day, I Fear, If One The Solemn Truth Must Touch, Is Celebrated, Not So Much To Thank The Lord For Blessing O'er, As For The Sake Of Getting More!

Over All Our Happy Country - Over All Our Nation Spread, Is A Band Of Noble Heroes - Is Our Army Of The Dead.

And That Was The Way The Deuce Was To Pay As It Always Is, At The Close Of The Day That Gave Us