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I can remember when
Hot southern Sunday night
I heard the story from
The back pew oh yeah
Glorious angel band
Bring forth the Son of man
Come for His children
Carry them to a land
Where they'll be
Dancing, they'll be
Singing yeah yeah
They'll be
Laughing yeah yeah
We'll be happy
Oh happy day
It's such a mystery
And our eyes can scarcely see
All of the wonder that's waiting over yonder
Drink from the silver stream
Walk down the golden streets
Up to the white throne
There's a party going on
Heaven i waiting
No hesitating
All of the good things, good things
Are yours if you believe
Happy