VI. HEAVEN
She says that when we all have died
We 'll walk in white there (then she cried)
All free from sorrow, sin, and care—
But I 'm not sure I 'd like it there.
We 'll walk in white there (then she cried)
All free from sorrow, sin, and care—
But I 'm not sure I 'd like it there.
She cannot tell me what we 'll do,
I couldn't sing the whole day through:
The angels might not care to play,
Or else I might n't like their way.
I couldn't sing the whole day through:
The angels might not care to play,
Or else I might n't like their way.
I never loved my Uncle Ned,
So I can't love him now he 's dead.
He'd be the only one I know—
She says it 's wicked to talk so.
So I can't love him now he 's dead.
He'd be the only one I know—
She says it 's wicked to talk so.
I 'd like to see how God would look,
I 'd like to see that Judgment Book:
But pretty soon I 'd want to be
Where the real people were, you see.
I 'd like to see that Judgment Book:
But pretty soon I 'd want to be
Where the real people were, you see.
When people turn dead in a dream,
I wake up, and I scream and scream:
And since they 're all dead there, you know,
I 'm sure that I should feel just so!
I wake up, and I scream and scream:
And since they 're all dead there, you know,
I 'm sure that I should feel just so!
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