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