Although I'm but a working man,

        I live by honest labor.

        I always do the best I can

        To assist a needy neighbor.

        Content and health are all my wealth,

        With honesty to back it,

        My motive pure, although I'm poor,

        I respect the ragged jacket.

        Let people say whatever they may

        Of broadcloth and who wore it,

        It's not the coat that makes the man,

        But the deeds through life that bear it!

        So always help a fellowman

        If assistance, he should lack it,

        Do him all the good you can

        Though he wears a ragged jacket!

        All men were equally born at first

        Of this, and every nation,

        The rich among the poor would be

        But for health and education,

        And when we're laid beneath the sod,

        With a hundred years to back it,

        Who can tell which were the bones

        That wore the Ragged Jacket!

           Author Unknown.

“ I remember my Mother often reciting this poem while she went about her daily chores”  - Terry