Give the Stranger Happy Cheer |
Stephen Foster, 1851
Give the stranger happy cheer, When, o'er his cheek the teardrops start, The balm that flows from one kind word May heal the wound in a breaking heart. Scorn not the grief that his breast may outpour It may be for loved ones on some distant shore. Refrain: Oh! give the stranger happy cheer. When, o'er his cheek the teardrops start, The balm that flows from one kind word May heal the wound in a breaking heart. | 2. Give the stranger happy cheer, While forms familiar 'round ye stand, Ye may not know what weight of woe The wanderer bears in an unknown land. Around ye no blessing more sweetly may fall Than those which the way-wearied exile may call. Refrain:
3. Give the stranger happy cheer. |