Текст песни Way Up Yonder - Ronnie Lane

Well I was walking thru' this churchyard in the city
When I've come this beggar old and grey
Now with his arms outstretched he asked me for some pity
Oh and it made me bad to hear him say:
Oh I wonder, yes I wonder,
Will the angels way up yonder
Will the angels play their harps for me?
Oh I wonder, yes I wonder,
Now the angels way up yonder
Will the angels play their harps for me?
For a million miles I've travelled
And a thousand sights I've seen
And I'm waiting for that glory day to be
Oh I wonder, yes I wonder
Will the angels way up yonder
Will the angels play their harps for me?
Well I'll ride up to the very gates of Heaven
In a chariot made of shiny gold
[?] there before me
For a million miles I've travelled
And thousand sights I've seen
And I'm waiting for that glory day to be
Oh I wonder yes, I wonder
Will the angels way up yonder
Will the angels play their harps for me?
Oh I wonder yes, I wonder
Will the angels way up yonder
Will the angels play their harps for me?
Oh I wonder yes, I wonder
Will the angels way up yonder
Will the angels play their harps for me?
Oh I wonder yes, I wonder
Will the angels way up yonder
Will the angels play their harps for me?