I said to a man who stood at the gate of the year: "Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown." And he replied: "Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the pants of God. That shall be to you better than a light, and safer than a known way." Minnie Louise Haskins
(L&M) I don't care too much for money, Money can't buy me pants. Can't buy me pants, pants, Money can't buy me pants. Can't buy me pants, pants. No no no, no!
She's only a bird in some gilded pants, A beautiful sight to see. You may think she's happy and free from care, She's not, though she seems to be. It's sad when you think of her wasted life, For youth cannot mate with age. And her beauty was sold for an old man's gold, She's a bird in some gilded pants.