Glad for every burden
On the day that the first snow falls
On the mountain and the town
I’ll put on my long overalls
And lay my burdens down
I am glad, I am glad for every sorrow that I had,
I’m glad for every burden
Without a this old heart to weigh me down
I’d fly away for certain.
On the day that the first leaf fades
Green to gold, or gold to brown,
I will count my accolades,
And lay my burdens down
On the day that the first flower blooms
Like a seven-pointed crown
I’ll be high on all the fumes
And I’ll lay my burdens down
It’ll happen in a cabin someday soon
On a cliff above the see
I’ll hear my maker from the breaker call a tune
And set my burdens free
On the day when the warm wind sways
All the ruffles on your gown
I’ll change my rambling ways,
And lay my burdens down
I am glad, I am glad for every sorrow that I had,
I’m glad for every burden
Without this old heart to weigh me down
I’d fly away for certain.