Norma Rae Page #7

of Dylan Thomas.

I already bought one for myself.

You did?

Nobody can do anything

for you, huh?

You've done something

for me, a lot.

Well, you did something for us.

A mitzvah.

- What's that?

- What is that?

That's a good work.

I don't say good-bye.

I have been known to cry.

- Well, what do you say?

- Ahhh...

Be happy.

Be well.

Same to you.

Best wishes don't

seem hardly enough.

I...

I'd like to thank you.

I do.

I thank you for your companionship,

your stamina,

your horse sense, and 101 laughs.

I also enjoyed very much

looking at your shining hair

and your shining face.

Reuben, I think you like me.

I do.

I was going to buy you something,

but I didn't know what you'd like.

Norma, what I've had from

you has been sumptuous.

Bless the child of a workin' man

She knows too soon who she is

And bless the hands of a workin' man

He knows his soul is his

So it goes like it goes

Like the river flows

And time, it rolls right on

And maybe what's good

Gets a little bit better

And maybe what's bad gets gone

And it goes like it goes

Like the river flows

And time keeps rollin' on

And maybe what's good

Gets a little bit better

And maybe what's bad Gets gone

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