SCENES FROM THE DRAMA OF LIFE.
Written by Norton Atkins. Composed by Felix McGlennon.
Life is but a mighty drama,
Wherein each must play a part;
Some with happy, smiling features,
Others with an aching heart.
When night falls upon the city,
See a man with darken’d face,
He’s a burglar and his object
Breaking in this rich man’s place.
Chorus.
See with what vigor his “jimmy” he plies,
Leaps thro’ the window, “Now for it!” he cries,
“Hark! what is that? an alarm, a surprise,”
He mutters with terror now rife.
Then comes a flash, a report of a gun,
A man on his knees crying, “What have I done!
Oh God! I have kill’d him, the scapegrace, my son!”
That’s a scene from the Drama of Life!
’Tis the gory field of battle,
Where the conflict rages high,
And the two opposing armies
Now have sworn to do or die.
See this brave young private soldier,
’Mid the crash of shot and shell,
He has proved himself a hero,
Bravely he has fought and well.
Chorus.
Wounded he lies when the battle is o’er,
Thinking of those on a far-distant shore,
Thinking of those he will see never more,
Thinking of his children and wife.
“Merciful God! who is Great and All-wise,
Save them from danger!” he tearfully cries,
One murmur’d prayer and he falls back and dies,
That’s a scene from the Drama of Life!
Copyright, 1894, by Frank Tousey. Entered at Stationers’ Hall, London, England. The complete words and music of this song will be sent by mail for 20 cents. Address, Frank Tousey, Publisher, 34 and 36 North Moore Street, New York. Catalogues sent free upon application.