Old Dog Tray. 58 Copied by permission of FIRTH, POND & CO., 547 Broadway, owners of the copyright. The morn of life is past, and evening comes at last, It brings me a dream of a once happy day, Of many forms I’ve seen, upon the village green, Sporting with my old Dog Tray. CHORUS. Old Dog Tray’s ever faithful, Grief can not drive him away He’s gentle, he is kind, I’ll never, never find, A better friend than old Dog Tray, The forms I call’d my own, have vanish’d one by one, The loved ones, the dear ones, have all pass’d away; Their happy smiles have flown, their gentle voices gone, I have nothing left but old Dog Tray. Old Dog Tray’s ever faithful, Grief can never drive him away, He’s gentle, he is kind; I’ll never, never find, A better friend than old Dog Tray. When thoughts recall the past, his eyes are on me cast, I know that he feels what my breaking heart would say, Although he can not speak, I’ll vainly, vainly seek, A better friend than old Dog Tray. Old Dog Tray’s ever faithful, Grief can not drive him away, He’s gentle, he is kind; I’ll never, never find. A better friend than old Dog Tray. Red, White, and Blue. 59 Oh Columbia, the gem of the ocean, The home of the brave and the free, The shrine of each patriot’s devotion, A world offers homage to thee. Thy mandates make heroes assemble, When liberty’s form stands in view, Thy banners make tyranny tremble, When borne by the red, white, and blue. When borne by the red, white, and blue, When borne by the red, white, and blue, Thy banners make tyranny tremble, When borne by the red, white, and blue. When war waged its wide desolation, And threaten’d our land to deform, The ark then of freedom’s foundation, Columbia rode safe through the storm. With her garland of victory o’er her, When so proudly she bore her bold crew, With her flag proudly floating before her, The boast of the red, white, and blue. The boast of, &c. The wine cup, the wine cup bring hither, And fill you it up to the brim, May the wreath they have won never wither Nor the star of their glory grow dim, May the service united ne’er sever, And hold to their colors so true, The army and navy forever, Three cheers for the red, white, and blue. Three cheers for, &c.