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The Road’ll Turn Some Day
I know the road is rocky,
And the hills are hard to climb;
I know the feet get bruised and sore,
And it takes heaps o’ time.
I know the burden’s heavy -
O, you needn’t tempt to say;
But just keep a-plodding onward -
For the road’ll turn some day!
I know that homesick feeling,
And the ache you bear alone;
I know your heart is breaking,
By the bravely stifled moan.
I know the arm you leaned upon
Has now no power to stay;
But just keep a-plodding onward -
For the road’ll turn some day!
I know the structures you have hewn
Of youth’s day-dreams lie low;
I know you see their ruins stare
Everywhere you go.
I know the sunbeams round your path
Long since have ceased to play;
But just keep a-plodding onward -
For the road’ll turn some day!
By Author Unknown
I know the road is rocky,
And the hills are hard to climb;
I know the feet get bruised and sore,
And it takes heaps o’ time.
I know the burden’s heavy -
O, you needn’t tempt to say;
But just keep a-plodding onward -
For the road’ll turn some day!
I know that homesick feeling,
And the ache you bear alone;
I know your heart is breaking,
By the bravely stifled moan.
I know the arm you leaned upon
Has now no power to stay;
But just keep a-plodding onward -
For the road’ll turn some day!
I know the structures you have hewn
Of youth’s day-dreams lie low;
I know you see their ruins stare
Everywhere you go.
I know the sunbeams round your path
Long since have ceased to play;
But just keep a-plodding onward -
For the road’ll turn some day!
By Author Unknown
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