Swing Low

Isn’t it strange how princesses and kings
In clown-ragged capers in, sawdust rings
Just while common people like you and me
We’ll be builders for eternity
Each is given a bag of tools
A shapeless mass. and the book of rules
Each must make his life as flowing in
Tumbling block on a stepping stone
Just while common people like you and me
We’ll be builders for eternity
Each is given a bag of tools
A shapeless mass. and the book of rules
I says, common people like you and me
We’ll be builders for eternity
Each is given a bag of tools
A shapeless mass. and the book of rules
Look when the rain has fallen from the sky
I know the sun will be only missing for a while
I says, common people like you and me
We’ll be builders for eternity
Each is given a bag of tools
A shapeless mass. and the book of rules
I says, common people like you and me
We’ll be builders for eternity
Each is given a bag of tools
A shapeless mass. and the book of rules