Misery Is the River of the World

Misery's the River of the World

Misery's the River of the World

The higher that the monkey can climb

The more he shows his tail

Call no man happy 'til he dies

There's no milk at the bottom of the pail

God builds a church

The devil builds a chapel

Like the thistles that are growing

'round the thrunk of a tree

All the good in the world

You can put inside a thimble

And still have room for you and me

If there's one thing you can say

About Mankind

There's nothing kind about man

You can drive out nature with a pitch fork

But it always comes roaring back again

Misery's the River of the World

Misery's the River of the World

Misery's the River of the World

For want of a bird

The sky was last

For want of a nail

A shoe was last

For want of a life

The knife was last

For want of a toy

A child was last

Misery's the River of the World

Misery's the River of the World

Everybody Row! Everybody Row!

Misery's the River of the World

Misery's the River of the World

Everybody Row! Everybody Row!