| | | |  |  |  |  |  |  |  | |  | | | Lets Go To Lodge Tonight | | | | I say, old friend, let's go to Lodge,Just thinking, it' s not right.We haven't been inside for years,Let's go to lodge tonight. I've paid my fees when they were due,And helped at charity's call,But, oh, the good I might have doneAt the Masonic Hall. I feel we should; Come on, let's goTo meet the "Sons of light."Get out the little cover caseAnd sport our aprons white. I want to see the trestle board,To hear the gavels ring,And join in with the good old hymnsThe brethren used to sing. I feel I haven't played the gameTo Mother Lodge, it' s true,There were times I couldn't go,But then, those times were few. I miss the joy of brotherhood,And wisdom' s radiant light,I say, old friend, Let's go to LodgeAnd have a treat tonight. Rt.Wor.Bro.Charles Fotheringham | |
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