(sheet music)
SONG OF THE WEAVERS
1. To cheerfulness in-clinging, Our thoughts a blessing bring; We yield not
to repining. When cheerily merrily
2. All day have we been weaving, And soon the bells will ring; But why should
we be grieving, when cheerily merrily
w e can sing? O why should melancholy O'er us its shadows fling? To sigh is
surely folly, When cheerily merrily we can sing.
we can sing? Tho' few our leisure hours, And time is on the wing. Hope strews
our path with flowers, and cheerily merrily we will sing.