'Tis a gift to be simple, 'tis a gift to be free
'Tis a gift to come down where we ought to be
And when we are in the place just right
We will be in the valley of love and delight
When true simplicity is gained
To bow and to bend we will not be ashamed
To turn, to turn 'twill be our delight
Till by turning, turning we come out right