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EVERYWHERE OH EVERYTHING From bo3ton Town to the Golden Gate, From tne flaming heart of the buckeye State, From far St. Faul to the lelta Queen The flare of our varnish stacks is seen. When work is over, a pause and then Arises the song of the Glidden men -- All for one and one for all Will build a house that cannot fall. The miner's labor, the farmer's toil. Bring us our pigments gums ani oil. The chemist's science, the shader's art. The workman's sturdy, loyal heart. And those who sell, and those who buy. And those who fix what goes awry, We all unite for a destined goal. To cover the world from pole to polo With the beat that science and art can blend To make each customer a friend. We shall not rest, or slack a bit Until we've done the whole of it-- Till every ship that sails the seas Ani every plane that dares the breeze Ani every car that iifts the dust And every bridge that's prone to fust And each thing which by man is prised Is quite completely Gliddenized. And when we see the Jungfrau's height In a brave new robe of Zincolith white. And mark the Equator, east to west. With a.gleaming belt of the very best . , And joy to see the pleased world grin '^'f^'VAt "its :briliiant girdle of Rlpolin: ^ When the modish maids of the yellow and blaok Are tinting their faces with Jap-a-lac; And the first air-cruiser that goes to Kars Is decked in a coat that nothing soars, And whirls through the dark and bblliy void In a shining buckler of Laoqueroid, Why, then we shall rest and take our ease. And drowse amid our memories. But till that time we'll play the game. Clean but hard for the Glidden name, And all for one and one for all Will build a house that cannot fall. S. f. WILSON 1920