of this world and its ways
Of the many strange people we meet
who rolls in his millions of wealth
To the poor struggling rich in the street
and in tethers and grave,
We should never reject or despise.
will make us all of one side.
with his thousands to spend
And he haughtily holds up his head
That is honestly yearning his breath
But his gold and his jewels
will make a soul of one fly.
that is tattered and torn,
And be neath lies the true honest heart,
But because he's not dressed
like his neighbor in style,
society keeps them apart.
But the time is soon coming
when we shall behold the mounds
where the great and small lie.
Death calls in both hands
will make them all of one side
Now if ever you should meet
To baffle this world and his frowns
and for chance he'll succeed
Don't crush him, still keep him down
A cup of cold water in charity given
Is remembered with joy in the sky
We all are but fumes, we all have to die
will make us all of one side you
