In the world’s mighty gallery of pictures Hang the scenes that are painted of life The picture of pride and of passion And the picture of peace and of strife The picture of youth and of beauty Old age and blushing young bride All hang on the wall, but the saddest of all Are the pictures from life’s other side 
Chorus ’Tis a picture from life’s other side Someone who fell by the way A life has gone out with the tide That may have been happy some day Some poor old mother at home Is watching and waiting alone Longing to hear from her loved ones so dear ’Tis a picture from life’s other side 
The first scene is that of a gambler Who’s lost all his money at play Takes his dead mother’s ring from his finger That she wore on her wedding day His last earthly treasure, he stakes it Bows his head that his shame he may hide When they lifted his head, they found he was dead ’Tis a picture from life’s other side 
The next scene is that of two brothers Whose life was quite differently led One was luxurious liver While the other one begged for his bread One dark night they met on a highway Your money or your life, the thief cried He then with his knife, took his own brother’s life ’Tis a picture from life’s other side 
The last scene is down by the river Of a heart-broken mother and babe The old harbor lights shine and they shiver On an outcast that no one will save And yet she was once a true woman She was somebody’s darling and pride God help her, she leaps, there is no one to weep ’Tis a picture from life’s other side 
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