Those Men Who Wear

Those Mason Rings

Past Master: Lake Lodge #189

F&AM Milwaukee, Wisconsin

The Men Who Help My Dad Each day,

They Wear Those Mason Rings,

A Square and Compass Set in Gold,

The Praise of Which I Sing.

My Dad, He Hurt His Back, You Know,

One Cold and Wintery Day.

He Slipped and Fell Upon the Ice,

The Insurance Would Not Pay.

And Since That Time Those Rings I See

On Hands That Help Us Much,

With Mowing lawns and Hauling Trash,

Each Day My Heart They Touch.

They Even Built a House for Me

Amid Our Backyard Tree,

Where All the Neighbor Kids Would

Play with Laughter Full of Glee.

My Mom She Cried from Happiness

That Time the Masons Came,

To Aid Our Family in Distress

Without a Thought of Gain.

And When I'm Big, Just like My Dad

Of This It Must Be Told,

I Want to Wear a Ring Like His

A Square and Compass Gold.

Long Years Have Pasted Since When

My Dad Was in That Plaster Cast,

And Since I Swore That Solemn Oath

Which Unites Us to the Last.