JOG ON, JOG ON
Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way,
And merrily hent the stile-a;
A merry heart goes all the day,
Your sad tires in a mile-a.
William Shakespeare
SWEET STORY OF OLD
I think when I read that sweet story of old,
Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way,
And merrily hent the stile-a;
A merry heart goes all the day,
Your sad tires in a mile-a.
William Shakespeare
I think when I read that sweet story of old,