Work While the Day Lasts.

(Pat's Plok, page 94: Franklin Square, No. 2, page 74.) 1 Flat, There are lonely hearts to cherish While the days are going by; There are weary souls that perish, While the days are going by; If a smile we can renew, As our journey we pursue, O, the good we all may do, While the days are going by. Chords—Going going by, While the dayd are going by, Do all the good you can, While the days are going by. There's no time for idle scorning, While the days are going by; Let your face be like the morning, While the days are going by. O, the world is full of sighs, Full of sad and weeping eyes— Help your fallen brother rise, While the days are going by. —Cho. All the loving links that bind us, While the days are going by; One by one we leave behind us, While the days are going by; But the seed of good we sow; Both in shade and shine will grow, And will keep our hearts aglow, While the days are going by.—Cho.