Robert Jones Burdette

  • “Keep sweet and keep movin’”

    Homely phrase of our southland bright—
      Keep steady step to the flam of the drum;
    Touch to the left—eyes to the right—
      Sing with the soul tho’ the lips be dumb.
    Hard to be good when the wind ’s in the east;
      Hard to be gay when the heart is down;...

  • “When my ship comes in”

    Somewhere, out on the blue seas sailing,
          Where the winds dance and spin;
    Beyond the reach of my eager hailing,
          Over the breakers’ din;
    Out where the dark storm-clouds are lifting,
    Out where the blinding fog is drifting,
    Out where the...