My days on earth are numbered I can see the journey,s end
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Gon-na ride that train to glory When it comes around the bend
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I,m leaving all my worries and for-get a-bout my cares
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Gonna wear them golden slippers when i climb the golden stairs
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(Chorus)
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Wait-ing for my call to glo-ry
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Where i,ll know the good and true
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There i,ll learn my neigh-bor
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Like he want-ed me to do
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I,ve wandered ra-ther aim-less through the wil-der-ness of time
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But i see that glo-ry moun-tain that we mor-tals have to climb
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I,ll walk with Heav-en,s An-gels in a land that knows no sin
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When that glo-ry gateswings o-pen for his son to en-ter in
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(repeat chorus)
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I,ll find my joy and laugh-ter that the good-book say,s i,ll find
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When i reach the great here-af-ter on the road to peace of mind
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I,ll hear the harps a- play-ing for the An-gels in the sky
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And i,ll say hel-lo to Heav-en when I bid this wold good-bye
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(repeat chorus)
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Waiting for My Call to Glory
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Roy Acuff |