Susan Trump the stone cutter

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A man was chopping at a stone, I asked him what he did
He said I cut these stones to size, just as my master bids.
I am a lowly stone-cutter, this bitter man did cry:
And Ill be working at this job until the day I die."
A man was chopping at a stone, I asked him what he did
He said "I cut these stones to size, just as my master bids."
"I am a loving father, and a husband to my wife:"
"I shape these stones the best I can to give them a good life."
A man was chopping at a stone, I asked him what he did
He said "I cut these stones to size, just as my master bids."
He raised his eyes unto the skies, his vision shined so clear
"Im building a cathedral to last a thousand years.
Building a cathedral, or cutting up a stone
We make these choices every day, at work and in our homes.
Throughout our life-long journey, wherever we may roam
We're building a cathedral, or cutting up a stone.

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