Vacation Song. (Air, "Nellie Bly." Pat s Pick, page 68. ) Key of O.
Now again, sound the strain, Raise the merry song; For, dancing o'er the sunny plain, Vacation comes along. Toil is sweet, and study, dear, But don't you surely know, That if they lasted all the year, We never could think so. Chorus— || :Come scholars! come teachers! Join the merry glee; Vacation time is coming now, The gayest time for me!:|| Oh! :tis best thus to rest, Working now no more, And we shall come with newer zest, When holidays are o'er. Bright are learning's pleasant ways, But don't you surely know, That if we trod them all our days, We never could think so.—Cho. Toil is sweet and study dear, ' But don't you surely know, But for vacation's hours of glee, We never could think so. When 'tis o'er, here once more, Glad we'll hasten back; We'll study harder than before, For zeal we will not lack.—Cho.
