Текст песни Mysteries Of The World - Uncle Dave Macon

This world's a mystery to us, we may never understand
But I know that my Redeemer liveth, so I'm bound for the promised land

Got a heaven and a home over yonder
Got a heaven and a home over yonder
Heaven and a home over yonder
Oh when shall I get there?

Somebody's buried in the graveyard
Somebody's buried in the sea
Gonna wake up in the morning shouting
Gonna sound the jubilee

I remember when a Sunday school boy, I was taught the word of God
And I'm still happy in my belief to receive my crown and reward

Got a heaven and a home over yonder
Got a heaven and a home over yonder
Heaven and a home over yonder
Oh when shall I get there?

Somebody's buried in the graveyard
Somebody's buried in the sea
Gonna wake up in the morning shouting
Gonna sound the jubilee

A solemn murmur in the soul, tells of a world to be
As travelers hear the billows roll, before they reach the sea

Got a heaven and a home over yonder
Got a heaven and a home over yonder
Heaven and a home over yonder
Oh when shall I get there?

Somebody's buried in the graveyard
Somebody's buried in the sea
Gonna wake up in the morning shouting
Gonna sound the jubilee

In days of youth when last we met, oh miles we may roam
Oh how I love my honey babe, we'll be happy in heaven's home

Got a heaven and a home over yonder
Got a heaven and a home over yonder
Heaven and a home over yonder
Oh when shall I get there?

Somebody's buried in the graveyard
Somebody's buried in the sea
Gonna wake up in the morning shouting
Gonna sound the jubilee

Somebody's buried in the graveyard
Somebody's buried in the sea
Gonna wake up in the morning shouting
Gonna sound the jubilee