If there's a heaven upon the earth, a fellow knows it when He's been away from home a week, and then gets back again.

So I have talked with Betsey and Betsey has talked with me, And we have agreed together that we can't never agree

Over all our happy country - over all our Nation spread, Is a band of noble heroes - is our Army of the Dead.

Yellow, mellow, ripened days, Sheltered in a golden coating; O'er the dreamy, listless haze, White and dainty cloudlets floating; Winking at the blushing trees, And the sombre, furrowed fallow; Smiling at the airy ease, Of the southward flying swallow Sweet and smiling are thy ways, Beauteous, golden Autumn days.

Worm or beetle - drought or tempest - on a farmer's land may fall, Each is loaded full o' ruin, but a mortgage beats 'em all.

I've watched my duty, straight an' true, an' tried to do it well; Part of the time kept heaven in view, An' part steered clear of hell.

To appreciate heaven well, it's good for a person to have some fifteen minutes of hell.