Things at home are crossways, and Betsy and I are out.
- Will Carleton
Things at home are crossways, and Betsy and I are out.
- Will Carleton
Things at home are crossways, and Betsy and I are out.
- Will Carleton
Not a log in this buildin' but its memories has got
And not a nail in this old floor but touches a tender spot.
- Will Carleton
I don't complain of Betsy or any of her acts,
Exceptin' when we 've quarreled and told each other facts.
- Will Carleton
The more we arg'ed the question the more we did n't agree.
- Will Carleton
Fare you well, old house! you're naught that can feel or see,
But you seem like a human bein'—a dear old friend to me;
And we never will have a better home, if my opinion stands,
Until we commence a-keepin' house in the house not made with hands.
- Will Carleton
There's lots of people—this town wouldn't hold them;
Who don't know much excepting what's told them.
- Will Carleton
Betsy, like all good women, had a temper of her own.
- Will Carleton
I have talked with Betsy, and Betsy has talked with me,
And so we've agreed together that we can't never agree.
- Will Carleton
To appreciate heaven well
'T is good for a man to have some fifteen minutes of hell.
- Will Carleton
Over all our happy country - over all our Nation spread, Is a band of noble heroes - is our Army of the Dead.
— Will Carleton