There is no badge for caring,
No prize for making time;
There’s no gold rings adorn the hands
That help us with the climb
There is no medal given
To him who love’s work braves:
For good deeds die a natural death,
And sleep in unmarked
Graves
There is no badge for caring,
No prize for making time;
There’s no gold rings adorn the hands
That help us with the climb
There is no medal given
To him who love’s work braves:
For good deeds die a natural death,
And sleep in unmarked
Graves