Some bright morning,
When this life is over,
I'll fly away.
When I die, Hallelujah, bye and bye,
I'll fly away.
Sing it
Just a few more weary, weary days and nights.
When I
Halle.
One of these mornings, won't be long,
Call my name and I'll be gone.
Go up to heaven, talk with the father,
Chat with the son,
Tell him 'bout the world that I just come from.
Gonna look up David in the heat of the day,
Tune up the harp and start to play.
Right through heaven,
Sing and shout,
Nobody there to turn us out.

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