'Tis a gift to be simple, 'tis a gift to be free
'Tis a gift to come down where we ought to be.
And when we find ourselves in the place just right,
We will live in the valley of love and delight.
When true simplicity is gained,
To bow and to bend we shall not be ashamed.
To turn and to turn will be our delight,
'Til by turning, turning, we come round right.