As pilgrims here - we sometimes journey

To who know what - to who know what?

Come and sing this simple story

That god forgot - that life forgot

Don't you know god is disabled

Is disabled

Clouds may gather all around you

But he's disabled

He's no friend to the friendless

And he1s the mother of grief

There's only sorrow for tomorrow

Surely, life is to brief

Surely, lovy is to brief

Don't you know god is disabled

Is disabled

Clouds may gather all around you

But he's disabled...