I'm just a cart made up of bits and pieces
A frame, a handle, and some wheels
But I'm a cart that helps to give a witness
What is that like?
Let me tell you how it feels

If you could see what I see
If you could visit all the places that I go
If you could see the people there
And get a glimpse of all the faces that I get to know

If you could hear what I hear
When they see things they’ve never had a chance to see
That’s when you’ll see how it can be
That forever they’ll remember me

I’ve got wheels; I’ve got racks
I’ve got books, and I’ve got tracts
I take the kingdom message ev’rywhere
When the crowds pass me by
I'm designed to catch their eye
Wherever people gather, count on me ’cause I’ll be there

If you could do what I do
You’d know the happiness that always fills my heart
What a feeling to go wheeling!
I'm so glad to be a public-witness cart