In the world's mighty gallery of There're scenes are painted from life, of youth and of beauty, Scenes of and strife, of wealth and of plenty, Old age and the blushing bride, Hang on the - but the saddest of all Is a pictures from life's side.
A picture from other side Someone has by the way And a life has out with the tide might have been happy someday Some poor at home Is watching and alone Longing to hear - her loved one so dear That's a picture life's other side.
Now the scene is one of two brothers Their paths them diff'rently led One in luxury and riches And the one begged for his bread One they met on the highway "Your money or life, sir", one And then with his - took his own brother's life That's a from life's other side.
The next is that of a gambler Who had all his money at play An' he draws his dead ring from his finger That she wore long ago on her day It's his last treasure, but he stakes it Then he his head that his shame he may hide But, when they lifted his head - they he was dead That's a picture from other side.
Now the last scene is by the river Of a mother and babe In the harbor glare see them shiver Outcasts that no one will she was once a true woman Somebody's and pride God her, she leaps - for there's no one to weep That's a from life's other side.