"And the ones who call the shots won't be among the dead and lame,
And on each end of the rifle, we're the same."

Christmas in the Trenches by John McCutcheon


"There's a pale drooping maiden who toils her life away
with a warm heart whose better days are o'er.
Though her voice would be merry, 'tis sighing all the day,
   Oh hard times come again no more.

Hard Times Come Again No More by Stephen Foster


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