We Sing Hallelujah

A man, he's like a rusty wheel On a rusty cart He sings his song as he rattles along And then he falls apart And we'll sing hallelujah The turnin' of the year And we work all day in the old fashioned way 'Til the shinin' star appears A man, he's like a briar He covers himself with thorns He laughs like a clown when his fortune's down And his clothes are ragged and torn And we'll sing hallelujah The turnin' of the year And we work all day in the old fashioned way 'Til the shinin' star appears A man, he's like a three string fiddle Hangin' up on the wall He plays when somebody scrapes on the bow Or he can't play at all And we'll sing hallelujah At the turnin' of the year And we work all day in the old fashioned way 'Til the shinin' star appears A man, he's like his father Wishes he never was born He longs for the time when the clock will chime And he's dead forevermore And we'll sing hallelujah The turnin' of the year And we work all day in the old fashioned way 'Til the shinin' star appears And we'll sing hallelujah The turnin' of the year And we work all day in the old fashioned way 'Til the shinin' star appears