Waiting a Call for My Glory - Roy Acuff

My days on earth are numbered I can see the journey, s end

Gonna ride that train to glory When it comes around the bend

I, m leaving all my worries and forget about my cares

Gonna wear them golden slippers when i climb the golden stairs

Waiting for my call to glory

Where i, ll know the good and true

There i, ll learn my neighbor

Like he wanted me to do

I, ve wandered rather aimless through the wilderness of time

But i see that glory mountain that we mortals have to climb

I, ll walk with Heaven, s Angels in a land that knows no sin

When that glory gateswings open for his son to enter in

Waiting for my call to glory

Where i, ll know the good and true

There i, ll learn my neighbor

Like he wanted me to do

I, ll find my joy and laughter that the goodbook say, s i, ll find

When i reach the great hereafter on the road to peace of mind

I, ll hear the harps a playing for the Angels in the sky

And i, ll say hello to Heaven when I bid this wold goodbye

Waiting for my call to glory

Where i, ll know the good and true

There i, ll learn my neighbor

Like he wanted me to do