W'en I Gits Home
Wadin' In De Crick
Warm Day In Winter, A
Warrior's Prayer, The
We Wear the Mask
What's The Use
When A Feller's Itchin' To Be Spanked
When All Is Done
When De Co'n Pone's Hot
When Dey Listed Colored Soldiers
When Malindy Sings
When Sam'l Sings
When The Old Man Smokes
Whip-Poor-Will And Katy-Did
Why Fades a Dream?
Wind and the Sea, The
Winter's Day, A
With The Lark
Oh, who would be so sad tho' the sky be a-graying,
And meadow and woodlands are empty and bare;
For softly and merrily now there come playing,
The little white birds thro' the winter-kissed air.
The squirrel's enjoying the rest of the thrifty,
He munches his store in the old hollow tree;
Tho' cold is the blast and the snow-flakes are drifty
He fears the white flock not a whit more than we.
Then heigho for the flying snow!
Over the whitened roads we go,
With pulses that tingle,
And sleigh-bells a-jingle
For winter's white birds here's a cheery heigho!