“I SEE YOU’VE TRAVELED SOME”

Wherever you may chance to be

Wherever you may roam,

Far away in foreign lands;

Or just at Home Sweet Home;

It always gives you pleasure,

It makes your heart strings hum

Just to hear the words of cheer,

“I see you’ve traveled some.”

When you get a 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 tie that’s sure to come

When you hear him say in a friendly way

“I see you’ve traveled some.”

And if you are a stranger,

In strange lands alone

If fate has left you stranded

Dead broke and far from home,

It thrills you – makes you numb,

When he says with a grip of fellowship,

“I see you’ve traveled some.”

And when your final summons comes,

To take a last long trip,

Adorned with Lambskin Apron White

And gems of fellowship

The Tiler at the Golden Gate,

With square and rule and plumb

Will size up your pin and say “Walk In”

“I see you’ve traveled some."