Oh! locust tree, to me you are the symbol of the centuries past
When high the scourge was held o'er human heads and babes were torn from
mothers honeyed breasts.

Stark now you stand and tremble in your garb of ragged green, which
fails to hide your gray and deep seared breast.

Your flowers fall and lie upon the earth like naked women slain in
massacre, luscious sine.

While you stand high a landmark to that time, when worlds were
bring born.

I can not see you as you stand to day amidst fair fields and
waving seas of green,

What place you have except yyy to stir my dreams.

You bring back times of mighty wealth and power, when golden kings
walked to a beggars grave

And nations rose and fell in quick display of human hate and
hate for hate.

You tell me of the splendor of old nights when flowers lay like stars
upon the seas

And over golden towers rose the moon and winds repeated tales of trag-
edies.

I see you rising in your lonesomeness beside old runs rotting with
decay

Where once bloomed roses, now forever gone and ivy creeps amidst the
sad array.

The more I see you the more do I recall of devastated lands
and bloody fields,

Of hhh love and hate and lives in life before, and hhhh nights of
rain and howling winds and floods.

SONG SHEET

1. OH, WHEN WE MEET TOGETHER

Oh, when we meet together,
Together, together
Oh, when we meet together
How happy are we.
For your friends are my friends
And my friends are your friends,
Oh, when we meet together,
How happy are we.

2. THAT'S WHY WE ARE HERE
(Tune: "Peggy O'Neil")

Friendship is the thing today
That's why we are here,
Just to help along the way,
That's why we are here;
Sing together a merry old song,
With a smile that will go right along,
Sing as we always sing,
Making the rafters ring;
That's why we are here.

3. IT'S A GOOD TIME TO GET ACQUAINTED
(Tune "Tipperary")

It's a good time to get acquainted
It's a good time to know,
All the hustlers and all the live ones
Who are here to make things go.
Oh my! How we like you
HOT DOG! Put 'er there
When we all join hands and pull together
We're sure to get there.

4. MY WILD IRISH ROSE

My wild Irish Rose
The sweetest flower that grows,
You may search everywhere
But none can compare
With my wild Irish Rose.
My wild Irish Rose
The dearest flower that grows,
And some day for my sake,
She may let me take,
The bloom from my wild Irish Rose

5. LOVE'S OLD SWEET SONG (Chorus)

Just a song at twilight,
When the lights are low,
And the flickering shadows,
Softly come and go,
Though the heart be weary
Sad the day and long,
Still to us at twilight
Comes love's old song,
Comes love's old sweet song.