doubt
It’s pluck, pluck, pluck.
And pluck and the job they jest agree
—Dig clams, my lad, for a while and see!
It’s a stiddy kind of bus’ness an’ it ain’t for
shiny boots,
But still—ye know,’tain’t bad!
It ain’t an occurpation for the millionaire ga-
loots,
But’tain’t so mighty wuss, my lad.