There is many a tumble on life’s long road
There is many a weary mile
Where your burden is heavy and tiring your load,
Lighten it all with a smile
Palatial or humble what’ er your abode
No matter where you reside
There is a prize for all of us at the end of the road
So give it a welcoming smile
We go searching for treasures to lay by in store
Perhaps they give joy for a time
But we leave them all at the end of the road
But we can always carry a smile
The kings and the nobles bereft of their crowns
Gave earthly glory its pomp and its power
While the humble and lowly exhalted on high
At the end of the road how joyous their smile
Allan Livingston