We Sing Hallelujah

A man, he's like a rusty wheel

On a rusty cart

He sings his song as he rattles along

And then he falls apart

And we'll sing hallelujah

The turnin' of the year

And we work all day in the old fashioned way

'Til the shinin' star appears

A man, he's like a briar

He covers himself with thorns

He laughs like a clown when his fortune's down

And his clothes are ragged and torn

And we'll sing hallelujah

The turnin' of the year

And we work all day in the old fashioned way

'Til the shinin' star appears

A man, he's like a three string fiddle

Hangin' up on the wall

He plays when somebody scrapes on the bow

Or he can't play at all

And we'll sing hallelujah

At the turnin' of the year

And we work all day in the old fashioned way

'Til the shinin' star appears

A man, he's like his father

Wishes he never was born

He longs for the time when the clock will chime

And he's dead forevermore

And we'll sing hallelujah

The turnin' of the year

And we work all day in the old fashioned way

'Til the shinin' star appears

And we'll sing hallelujah

The turnin' of the year

And we work all day in the old fashioned way

'Til the shinin' star appears