It's-Oh, for the hills, where the wind's some one <br />With a vagabond foot that follows! <br />And a cheer-up hand that he claps upon <br />Your arm with the hearty words, 'Come on! <br />We'll soon be out of the hollows, <br />My heart! <br />We'll soon be out of the hollows.' <br /> <br />It's-Oh, for the songs, where the hope's some one <br />With a renegade foot that doubles! <br />And a jolly lilt that he flings to the sun <br />As he turns with the friendly laugh, 'Come on! <br />We'll soon be out of the troubles, <br />My heart! <br />We'll soon be out of the troubles!'<br /><br />Madison Julius Cawein<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-road-song/
