The
Guy in the Glass
by
Dale Wimbrow, (c) 1934
When
you get what you want in your struggle for pelf,
And
the world makes you King for a day,
Then
go to the mirror and look at yourself,
And
see what that guy has to say.
For
it isn't your Father, or Mother, or Wife,
Who
judgment upon you must pass.
The
feller whose verdict counts most in your life
Is
the guy staring back from the glass.
He's
the feller to please, never mind all the rest,
For
he's with you clear up to the end,
And
you've passed your most dangerous, difficult test
If
the guy in the glass is your friend.
You
may be like Jack Horner and "chisel" a plum,
And
think you're a wonderful guy,
But
the man in the glass says you're only a bum
If
you can't look him straight in the eye.
You
can fool the whole world down the pathway of years,
And
get pats on the back as you pass,
But
your final reward will be heartaches and tears
If you've cheated the guy in the glass.