Текст песни This World Is Not My Home - Bill Monroe

This world is not my home
I'm just a-passin' through
My pleasure and my hope
Are placed beyond the blue

Many friends and kindreds
Has gone on before
And I can't feel at home
In this world anymore

Oh Lord, you know
I have no friend like you
If heaven's not my home
Oh Lord, what will I do?
Angels beckon me
To heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home
In this world anymore

Oh in glory land
There'll be no dying there
The saints all shouting victory
And singing everywhere

I hear the voice of them
That's gone on before
And I can't feel at home
In this world anymore

Oh Lord, you know
I have no friend like you
If heaven's not my home
Oh Lord, what will I do?
Angels beckon me
To heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home
In this world anymore

Heaven's expecting me
That's one thing I know
I fixed it up with Jesus
A long time ago

He would take me through
Though I am weak and poor
And I can't feel at home
In this world anymore

Oh Lord, you know
I have no friend like you
If heaven's not my home
Oh Lord, what will I do?
Angels beckon me
To heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home
In this world anymore