Pulling Hard Against the Stream.
In this world I've gained my knowledge,
And for it have had to pay:
Though I never went to college,
Yet I've heard that poets say,
Life is like a might v river,
Rolling on from day to day;
Men are vessels launch'd upon it,
Sometimes wreck'd and cast away.
Do your best for one another,
Making life a pleasant dream;
Help a worn And weary brother,
Pulling hard against the stream.
Many a bright, good-hearted fellow,
Many a noble-minded man
Finds himself in water shallow,
Then assist him if you can.
Some succeed at ev'ry turning,
Fortune favors every scheme:
Others, too, though more deserving.
Have to pull against the stream. So then- Chorus.
If the wind is in your favor,
And you've weather'd ev'ry squall,
Think of those who, luckless, labor,
Never get fair winds at all;
Working hard, contended, willing,
Struggling through life's ocean wide,
Not a friend and not a shilling,
Pulling hard against the tide. - Chorus.
Don't give way to foolish sorrow,
Let this keep you in good cheer:
Brighter days may come to-morrow,
If you try and persevere;
Darkest nights will have a morning,
Though the sky be overcast;
Longest lanes must have a turning,
And the tide will turn at last. So then- Chorus.