There Will Always Be Something to Do

By Edgar Albert Guest

There will always be something to do, my boy;

There will always be wrongs to right;

There will always be need for a manly breed

And men unafraid to fight.

There will always be honor to guard, my boy;

There will always be hills to climb,

And tasks to do, and battles new

From now to the end of time.

There will always be dangers to face, my boy;

There will always be goals to take;

Men shall be tried, when the roads divide,

And proved by the choice they make.

There will always be burdens to bear, my boy;

There will always be need to pray;

There will always be tears through the future years,

As loved ones are borne away.

There will always be God to serve, my boy,

And always the Flag above;

They shall call to you until life is through

For courage and strength and love.

So these are things that I dream, my boy,

And have dreamed since your life began:

That whatever befalls, when the old world calls,

It shall find you a sturdy man.