Ears will hear them sing
Names gracefully ring
Far places,the over-thrown traces and stray away

Father on we go
More beggars with bowls
Small vessels to hold the whole world of the strayed away

Letters home from here
Tell fortune and cheer
How can they believe it from someone who has strayed away?

Strangers by the door camp-tired and sore
Come counting on kindess for those who have strayed away

Every mile you roam
Ten thousand from home
Long reasons for grieving
Believing you've strayed away