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There is too much of sighing and weaving	A
Of pitiful tales of despair	B
There is too much of wailing and grieving	A
And too much of railing at care	B
There is far too much glorification	C
Of money and pleasure and fame	D
But I sing the joy of my station	C
And I sing the love of my game	D
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There is too much of tremble lip telling	A
Of hurts that have come with the fight	E
There is too much of pitiful dwelling	A
On plans that have failed to go right	E
There is too much of envious pining	A
For luxuries others may claim	D
Too much thought of wining and dining	A
But I sing the love of my game	D
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There is too much of grim magnifying	A
The troubles that come with the day	F
There is too much indifferent trying	A
To travel a care beset way	F
Too much do men think of gold getting	A
Too much have they underwrit shame	D
Which accounts for the frowning and fretting	A
But I sing the joy of my game	D
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Let's get back to the work we are doing	A
Let us reckon its joys and its pain	G
Let us pause while our tasks we're reviewing	A
To sum up the cost of each gain	G
Let us give up our whining and wailing	A
Because of the bruises that maim	D
And battle the chances of failing	A
As being a part of the game	D
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Let us care more for serving than winning	A
Let us look at our woes as they are	H
It is time now that we were beginning	A
To be less afraid of a scar	H
Let us cease in our glorification	C
Of money and pleasure and fame	D
And find whatsoe'er be our station	C
Our joy in the love of the game	D

Edgar Albert Guest

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