On the road of life he came to a fork Where he had to choose which way to walk. He did not know it at the time But the road he chose was the path to crime. There was no way that he could tell That the road he chose was the route to hell.
On the road of life I came to a fork Where I had to choose which way to walk, But at the time I did not know That the road I chose was straight and true. So I might, but for the Grace of God, Have chosen the path the other man trod.