CHORUS Well it's a great, great mornin' Your first day in Heaven, When you stroll down the Golden Avenue. There are mansions left and right And you're thrilled at every sight And the saints are always smiling sayin', "How do you do?" Oh it's a great, great mornin' You're first day in Heaven, When you realize your worryin' day are through. You'll be glad you were not idol, Took time to read your Bible, It's a great mornin' for you. I had a dream, I must confess, I hated to awake. I dreamt I was an angel at the great pearly gates. Saint Peter said, "Well hello there, where have you been? We've got your mansion ready so come right in." And then he arranged for an angel to act as a guide. He spread his wings a time or two and then let me by. CHORUS Well it's a great, great mornin' Your first day in Heaven, When you stroll down the Golden Avenue. There are mansions left and right And you're thrilled at every sight And the saints are always smiling sayin', "How do you do?" Oh it's a great, great mornin' You're first day in Heaven, When you realize your worryin' day are through. You'll be glad you were not idol, Took time to read your Bible, It's a great mornin' for you. It's a great mornin', A great mornin' What a happy day.
It's a great mornin', A great mornin' What a happy day.
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