The Place I Long To Go

By , Willow Springs, MO
There is a place I long to go
Where the streets of gold
And the sun is always shining.


My friends will wait
At the pearly white gates
Till I die and enter in
The land where no sorrows enters.

There is a place I long to go
Where I will feel no pain
Forever will I trod the streets of gold





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