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THERE are no days like the good old days, -- / The days when we were youthful! / When humankind were pure of mind, / And speech and deeds were truthful; / Before a love for sordid gold / Became man's ruling passion, / And before each dame and maid became / Slave to the tyrant fashion!
There are no girls like the good old girls, -- / Against the world I'd stake 'em! / As buxom and smart and clean of heart / As the Lord knew how to make 'em! / They were rich in spirit and common-sense, / And piety all supportin'; / They could bake and brew, and had taught school, too, / And they made such likely courtin'!