Neighbours Night Out, April 24, 2008

Lakeshore neighbours enjoying friendship at the Blue Goose.

Good Neighbors

Willard Wattles

Many a man hath gold to guard

And house to keep him warm,

And ale to drink and bread to eat

And strong and ready arm;

But many a man when time is come

To rest him from his labors

Hath not so rich a store as I

Who boast me of good neighbors.

There's many a lad would scale the hills

And sail the fickle ocean,

And touching keels at every quay

Live ever in commotion.

But what a man may buy with sweat

Or carve with hearty saber

He may not own so sure as I

Who have a jovial neighbor.

Oh, some would cram a granary

With oats and corn and barley,

And some would dance a round or two

With every fiddling Charlie.

I like the time when malt is ripe

And Jenny brings the tabors,

But mostly I like every day

Because I have good neighbors.