There has to be a song—
There are too many dark nights,
Too many troublesome days,
Too many wearisome miles,


There has to be a song—
To make our burdens bearable,
To transform our successes into praise,
To release the chains of past defeats,
Somewhere—down deep in a forgotten corner of each man’s heart—

There has to be a song—
Like a cool, clear drink of water,
Like the gentle warmth of sunshine,
Like the tender love of a child.
There has to be a song.