Once upon a time, everything I thought of
Somehow seemed to rhyme, the wise were always old
And the young were always showed
But very early on, I was spun
A different yarn, tried to get along,
just by knowin right from wrong
The best offer is a helping hand
Everyone needs the promised land
And whether you're young or old
Never ever let yourself get put on hold
I would sit on grandps's knee, just to wear his hat