| Wherever you may chance to be--Wherever you may roam,
 Far away in foreign lands; Or just at Home Sweet Home;
 It always gives you pleasure, it makes your heart strings hum
 Just to hear the words of cheer,
 "I see you've traveled some."
 When you get a brother's greeting, And he takes you by
        the hand,It thrills you with a feeling that you cannot understand,
 You feel that bond of brotherhood that tie that's sure to come
 When you hear him say in a friendly way
 "I see you've traveled some."
 And if you are a stranger, In strange lands all aloneIf fate has left you stranded--Dead broke and far from home,
 It thrills you -- makes you numb, When he says with a grip of
        fellowship,
 "I see you've traveled some."
 And when your final summons comes, To take a last long
        trip,Adorned with Lambskins Apron White and gems of fellowship --
 The Tiler at the Golden Gate, With Square and Level and Plumb
 Will size up your pin and say "Walk In",
 "I see you've traveled some."
 
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