There¡¯s an airline plane
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Flies to Heaven every day
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Past them pearly gates
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If you want to ride this train
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Have your ticket in your hand
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Before it is too late.
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If the world looks wrong
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And your money¡¯s spent and gone
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And your friend has turned away
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You can get away to Heaven
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On this aeroplane
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Just bow your head and pray.
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Them¡¯s got ears let them hear
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Them¡¯s got eyes let them see
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Turn Your Eyes to the Lord of the skies
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Take that airline Plane
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It will Take You Home again.
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Yes, to your home beyond the skies.
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Well, a lot of people guess
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Some say no and some say Yes
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Will it take some and leave some behind?
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But you will surely know
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When to the airport go
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To leave this world behind
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Oh, a lot of speakers speak
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And a lot of preachers preach
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When you lay their salary on the line
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But to bow your head and pray
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Is the only earthly way
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That you can fly to Heaven on time.
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That you can reach Heaven on time.
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Your ticket you obtain
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On this heavenly airline plane
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You leave your sins behind
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You have got to take this flight
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Might be daytime, might be night,
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But you can¡¯t see your way if you¡¯re blind
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Airline To Heaven
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Woody Guthrie |