Old Mister Laughter

Old Mister Laughter

Comes a-grinnin’ down the way,

Singin': “Never mind your troubles,

For they'll surely pass away.”

Singin': “Now the sun is shinin’

An’ there's roses everywhere;

To-morrow will be soon enough

To fret about your care.”

Old Mister Laughter

Comes a-grinnin’ at my door,

Singin': “Do n't go after money

When you've got enough and more.”

Singin': “Laugh with me this mornin’

An’ be happy while you may.

What's the use of riches

If they never let you play?”

Old Mister Laughter

Comes a-grinnin’ all the time,

Singin’ happy songs o’ gladness

In a good old-fashioned rhyme.

Singin': “Keep the smiles a-goin’,

Till they write your epitaph,

And do n't let fame or fortune

Ever steal away your laugh.”