Happy homes are made of wood
And hearts that stay unbroken
I built my own quick as I could
Where softer words were spoken

But even now from far away
A legacy is waking
In my mouth it resonates
The melody of breaking

Woebegone, be gone for goodness sake
How long you gonna take my sunny days
My sunny days
Woebegone, woe be gone, be gone
Oh no

What I’ve seen and what I’ve done
Are stories worth the saying
Everything I carry on
Is heavy for the weighing

But it may be that I’m not strong
I make my way by stumbling
Graceful while I’m falling down
So that must count for something