By The Waters Of Babylon sing and play along

By the waters of Babylon,

there we sat us down

and wept when we remembered thee,

oh, Zion.

As for our harps, we hanged them up on the willow trees,

for they that had brought us to misery asked of us a joyful song.

Yea, they did speak to us with mocking words:

"Sing us now, sing us one of the songs of Zion!"

Then we did answer:

"How can we sing to you,

how can we sing our glad songs in a strange land?"

Jerusalem, if I should forget thee,

oh, Jerusalem, then, then let my right hand forget her cunning.