[guitar]
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I dreamed of a River of Crystal that flows
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through the garden of Heaven and a brightness that glows
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for all the great hosts around the white throne
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and a kind loving Savior whose love i had known
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I dreamed i saw mother so sweet and so fair
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among the great hosts whose those gathered there
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her hands seem to beckon to me here below
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as her tears in the River Of Crystal did flow
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[harmonica]
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I know i am wicked but how could she know
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and why should her teardrops in Heaven still flow
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for one who so thoughtlessly worries her so
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that her tears in the River Of Crystal should flow
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[guitar]
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I woke from my dreaming and started to pray
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that the River Of Crystal be taken away
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and that God up in Heaven help me to prepare
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though the River Of Crystal will never flow there
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[guitar]
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River Of Crystal
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Roy Acuff |