Way Up Yonder

Well, I was walking through this churchyard in the city
When I’ve comes this beggar old and grey
Now, with his arms outstretched he asked me for some pity
Oh and it made me bad to hear him say
«Oh, I wonder, yes, I wonder
Will the angels way up yonder
Will the angels play their harps for me?
Oh, I wonder, yes, I wonder
Now the angels way up yonder
Will the angels play their harps for me?"
For a million miles I traveled and a thousand sights I’ve seen
And I’m waitin' for that glory yet to be
Oh, I wonder, yes, I wonder
Will the angels way up yonder
Will the angels play their harps for me?
Well, I’ll ride up to the pearly gates of heaven
In a chariot made of shinin' gold
An' I’m meetin' the folk that went up there before me
An' all laughin' got out in their fore
For a million miles I traveled and a thousand sights I’ve seen
And I’m waitin' for that glory yet to be
Oh, I wonder, yes, I wonder
Will the angels way up yonder
Will the angels play their harps for me?
Oh, I wonder, yes, I wonder
Will the angels way up yonder
Will the angels play their harps for me?
Ooh, I wonder, yes, I wonder
Will the angels way up yonder
Will the angels play their harps for me?
Oh, I wonder, yes, I wonder
Will the angels way up yonder
Will the angels play their harps for me?