Wherever you may chance to
be--Wherever you may roam,
Far away in foreign lands; Or just at Home Sweet Home;
It always gives you pleasure, it makes your heart strings hum
Just to hear the words of cheer,
"I see you've traveled some."
When you get a brother's greeting,
And he takes you by the hand,
It thrills you with a feeling that you cannot understand,
You feel that bond of brotherhood that tie that's sure to come
When you hear him say in a friendly way
"I see you've traveled some."
And if you are a stranger, In
strange lands all alone
If fate has left you stranded--Dead broke and far from home,
It thrills you--makes you numb, When he says with a grip of fellowship,
"I see you've traveled some."
And when your final summons comes,
To take a last long trip,
Adorned with Lambskins Apron White and gems of fellowship--
The wiler at the Golden Gate, With square and rule and plumb
Will size up your pin and say "Walk In",
"I see you've traveled some."
Last update:
April 13, 2007