Always strive to improve, to be the best you can be,
So that all your friends can see,
That like Zaccheus, you climbed a high tree,

To get a better look, to find a better way,
So that all your friends might say,
That they want to be just like you someday.

Shout it from the rooftops, yell it loud and clear,
So that all your friends can hear,
That you have truly found your Savior this year.

Then feed your friends with love, feed them a hearty meal,
So that all your friends can feel,
That your newfound joy and happiness are real!