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  • Val John
    Dec 3, 2009
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      I liked the old paths, when
      Moms were at home.
      Dads were at work.
      Brothers went into the army.
      And sisters got married BEFORE having children!

      Crime did not pay;
      Hard work did;
      And people knew the difference.

      Moms could cook;
      Dads would work;
      Children would behave.

      Husbands were loving;
      Wives were supportive;
      And children were polite.

      Women wore the jewelry;
      And Men wore the pants.

      Women looked like ladies;
      Men looked like gentlemen;
      And children looked decent.

      People loved the truth,
      And hated a lie.

      They came to church to get IN,
      Not to get OUT!

      Hymns sounded Godly;
      Sermons sounded helpful;
      Rejoicing sounded normal;
      And crying sounded sincere.

      Cursing was wicked;
      Drugs were for illness;
      And divorce was unthinkable.

      The flag was honored;
      America was beautiful;
      And God was welcome!

      We read the Bible in public;
      Prayed in school;
      And preached from house to house.

      To be called an American was worth dying for;
      To be called an American was worth living for;
      To be called a traitor was a shame!

      I still like the old paths the best!

      'The Old Paths' was written by a retired minister who lives In Tennessee.