(Writer: Don Williams)      I want to be a worker, I want to sing and pray   I never want to be a stumbling block along the way   But in the hour of living so many people say   They all have all the answers but they all have different ways.      But we can sing glory hallelujah, brother    We can sing if we put our hearts together    If we pray no one really has to tell us what to say    Maybe we can really find the way.      --- Instrumental ---      Well, I hope it comes together instead of all apart   'Cause the better things of living are written in our hearts   But on the stage this morning the trouble is the star   Happiness is measured by houses and our cars.      But we can sing glory hallelujah, brother    We can sing if we put our hearts together    If we pray no one really has to tell us what to say    Maybe we can really find the way.      But we can sing glory hallelujah, brother    We can sing if we put our hearts together    If we pray no one really has to tell us what to say    Maybe we can really find the way.      --- Instrumental to fade ---