And please with the same, if I can;
Advice is my song, you will certainly find,
And a motto for every man.
So we will sing, and banish melancholy;
Trouble may come, we’ll do the best we can
To drive care away, for grieving is a folly;
Put your shoulder to the wheel is a motto for ev’ry man.
We cannot all fight in this battle of life,
The weak must go to the wall;
So do to each other the thing that is right,