Mornin’ comin’,
An’ me—a-leadin’ a column
Along o’ them from the College,
Along o’ them from the Streets,
An’ them as had mothers that spiled them, and them as hadn’t,—
Lovin’ names in the Stars,
An’ Slim Jim singin’ a song,
An’ Folks to Home watchin’ them, too,
An’ Maggie that never had loved me, lovin’ me now,
An’ thinkin’ an’ cryin’ for me!—