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(W. Johnson)

There's a place I've heard of
All my life
And part belongs to me.
It's, oh, so comfy
(It) dno't cost no money.
Come check it out and see.

Oh, when that city comes down,
My feet'll be runnin' on those streets of gold.
Look out! 'cause my bags are packed!

Home...
I'm going home.
I'm going.

No eye has seen
Or ear has heard,
The things that wait on me.
Where wasted years
Are forever wiped away
And buried in the sea.

Oh, and when my time is done,
That rich reward will wait on me.
A perfect space! The perfect place!

Now is nice,
But what's coming's better.
It says it all right here.
Read all about it
If you want to know
The only way to get there.
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