Oh, the master guards the sheepfold bin,
And he wants to know is my sheep brung in,
And he's calling, calling,
Calling softly, softly calling
For them all to be gatherin' in.

This is the only religious song I sing. I love it because it is a song of inclusiveness---not one of exclusion. During my own life, I have seen the religiosity of those very close to me ruin lives because theirs was the ONLY religion worth practicing---they thought. What sadness was brought to so many ostensibly in the name of god.

Art Thieme