“The Home Life”
The Phillipsburg Dispatch, Phillipsburg, Kansas, April 24, 1890
Jes' ther home life suits me bes',
Snug as birds into a nes',
Fishin', hoein', choppin' wood,
Like a man mos' allus should;
Plowin', weedin', huntin' coon,
Dinner bell can't ring too soon;
Gimme my share 'ith the res',
Jes' ther home life suits me bes'.
Jes' ther home life suits me bes',
An' one asks me why, I sez:
Home is home, and blood, I say,
Is thicker'n water any day;
When yer sick yer folks is 'round,
Like as when yer safe and sound;
Gimme home and nothing less,
Jes' ther home life suits me bes'.
Jes' ther home life suits me bes',
Bes' on earth for grub, I guess,
Liver 'n bacon, pork and greens,
Fry pertaters, corn an' beans;
Things is plain and things is good,
No place kin beat home for food;
Feel no call to change address,
Jes' ther home life suits me bes'.
Jes' ther home life suits me bes',
Allus has an' w'll, sah, yes,
One harsh word to millium sweet,
This yere home life cain't be beat;
Little comforts mount up still,
Like as how an hour-glass will;
Laughin' kids in dirty dress,
Jes' ther home life suits me bes'.