They tell me of a home far beyond the skies. And they tell me of a home far away. They tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise. They tell me of an unclouded day.
Pray on, my child (pray on, my child). I got a home on high (yes, I got a home on high). . You know I've talked about (you as you born). I need Jesus (Jesus to carry me on).
I'm going away. But I promise to return some day. But if I don't I promise to remember you. And let us share a drink. So that we can remember. The way things were when friends were here together.