Back in '41, you met a brown-eyed boy. Who called you pretty. He'd walk every day, couple miles out of his way. To hold your hand and keep you company.
Where's the Seraphim?. Where's the money that we made?. Where's the open gate?. Where's the fortune that we saved?. . Heaven's here for you and me. With every falling curl.
Like a lotus flower growing in the dirt. Ain't nobody ever noticed what its worth. Til the sun shines and the rain falls and. In no time it all is beautiful.
There's a single wide trailer past the railroad tracks. Old car in the front, weeds in the back. Mama had her there when she was sixteen years old. Took one look at her and named her Rose.
(Muir, Clark). . I'm so excited today I'm gonna die. But I'm going to heaven so there's no reason to cry. God says he loves me and I love him too. Yes I have struggled, but but now suffering's through.
Where's the Seraphim. Where's the money that we made. Where's the open gate. Where's the fortune that we saved. . Heaven's here for you and me. With every falling curl.