You Tell On Yourself

You tell on yourself by the friends you seek
By the manner in which you speaks
By the way you employ you're leisure time
By the way you use your dollar and dime

You tell what you are by the things you wear
By the spirit in which your burden bear
By the kind of things at which you laugh
By the record you play on your phonograph

You tell what you are by the way you walk
By the things of which you delight to talk
By the manner in which you beat defeat
By a simple a thing as how you eat
By the book you choose on the well filled shelf

In this way and more you tell on yourself
So there's no really particle of sense
In an effort to keep up false pretense

By John Robert