<i>Air -- "Roll on, Silver Moon."</i> <br /> <br /> <br />Roll on time, roll on, as it always has done, <br />Since the time this world first begun; <br />It can never change my love that I gave a dear man, <br />Faithful friend, I gave my heart and hand. <br /> <br />CHORUS: <br /> <br />Roll on time, roll on, it can never turn back <br />To the time of my maiden days -- <br />To the time of my youth it can never turn back <br />When I wandered with my love, bright and gay. <br /> <br />I was happy then as a girl could ever be, <br />And live on this earth here below -- <br />I was happy as a lark and as busy as a bee, <br />For in fashion or in style I did not go. <br /> <br />My parents were poor and they could not dress me so, <br />For they had not got the money to spare, <br />And it may be better so, for I do not think fine clothes <br />Make a person any better than they are. <br /> <br />Some people are getting so they think a poor girl, <br />Though she be bright and intelligent and gay, <br />She must have nice clothes, or she is nothing in this world, <br />If she is not dressed in style every day. <br /> <br />Remember never to judge people by their clothes, <br />For our brave, noble Washington said, <br />"Honorable are rags, if a true heart they enclose," <br />And I found it was the truth when I married.<br /><br />Julia A Moore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/roll-on-time-roll-on/
