Life's Dusty Road
BS A AR RRR Hh travel along the road As all men must! Footsore, weary and worn, And my throat is choked with dust. While wandering wearily, As most men do, I think of hills to be climbed... And wish that I were through. I long for Peace on that Dusty Road, For the shade of a green-leaved tree; And the cry of my soul, as I journey on, Is Sanctuary]... Sanctuary! | RR RRS RRS] 1 RR |
E. M.
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Radio Record, Volume IV, Issue 9, 12 September 1930, Page 32
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83Life's Dusty Road Radio Record, Volume IV, Issue 9, 12 September 1930, Page 32
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