Maybe the streets are gold
And there’s a table with plenty room
Maybe we don’t grow old
And we got nothing to lose
Maybe in the promise land
There’s a choir when you walk through
Oh, but i pray heaven is like
Rain on a tin roof
Maybe the sun don’t set
And the waters don’t rise
Maybe we don’t forget
How to laugh like a child
Maybe in the promised land
We’re all made for what we do
Oh, but I pray heaven is like
Rain on a tin roof
Washing away
Washing away
My sorrows
Giving me faith
Giving me faith
To follow
A new tomorrow
They tell me in the promised land
There are mansions to choose
Oh, but I pray heaven is like
Rain on a tin roof
Maybe time stands still
And mountains just move
Maybe we all have wings
And there’s only good news
They say the living water
Is the fountain of youth
Oh, but I pray heaven is like
Rain on a tin roof
Washing away
Washing away
My sorrows
Giving me faith
Giving me faith
To follow
A new tomorrow
Yeah, in the promised land
There are mansions for me and You
Oh, but I pray heaven is like
Rain on a tin roof
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