| Just an ordinary day in Heaven, lookin' down the Streets of Gold.
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| You can hear the strings and the angel wings, see the saints of Old.
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| Then suddenly God breaks a smile, and begins His song,
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| «Look my Son is comin' home!»
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| Open up the Pearly Gates of Heaven.
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| Build another mansion next to mine.
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| Everybody dance and shout for joy around the throne.
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| Set another place at the table.
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| Sound the trumpet loud and clear this time.
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| Halleluiah, my child is comin' home.
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| Now they say the only time God sings is when a lost soul believes.
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| And they say that there’s a celebration there beside the Crystal Sea.
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| And God, Himself, directs the choir and the welcome band.
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| And then He sings out once again.
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| Open up the Pearly Gates of Heaven.
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| Build another mansion next to mine.
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| Everybody dance and shout for joy around the throne.
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| Set another place at the table.
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| Sound the trumpet loud and clear this time.
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| Halleluiah, my child is comin' home.
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| Come on, play the anthem strong.
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| Come on, join in, sing along, sing it strong.
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| Open up the Pearly Gates of Heaven.
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| Build another mansion next to mine.
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| Everybody dance and shout for joy around the throne.
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| Set another place at the table.
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| Sound the trumpet loud and clear this time.
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| Halleluiah, my child is comin' home.
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| Open up the Pearly Gates of Heaven.
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| Build another mansion next to mine.
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| Everybody dance and shout for joy around the throne.
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| Set another place at the table.
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| Sound the trumpet loud and clear this time.
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| Halleluiah, my child is comin' home. |