I See You’ve Traveled Some

Wherever you may chance to be;
Wherever you may roam,
Far away in foreign lands,
Or just home, Sweet Home,
It always gives you pleasure,
It makes your heartstrings hum
Just to hear the words of cheer;
“I see you’ve traveled some.”

When you get the 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 aid that’s sure to come
When you hear said 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.
O, it’s a grand and glorious feeling
It thrills you, it makes you numb…
When he says with a grip of Fellowship,
“I see you’ve traveled some.”

And when your final summons comes
To make a long last trip,
Adorned with Lambskin Apron White
And gems of Fellowship;
The Tyler at the Golden Gate
With Square and Rule and Plumb
Will size up your pin and say:
“I see you’ve traveled some.”


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