Praise His Name

Oh, these old mornings Won't be very long. You're gonna look for me and I'll be gone On home. I'm going up to heaven, Where I'll sing and shout. And there'll be nobody there who can put me Out. But there will be Oh yeah. And there will be Hallelujah. Oh, we will Oh yeah. And I know we will. Oh, we will Listen to me. One of these old mornings, It won't be very long. You will look for me and I'll be gone On home. I'm going up to heaven, Where I'll sing and shout. And there'll be nobody there who can put me Out. But there will be Oh yeah. And there will be Hallelujah. Oh, we will Oh yeah. I know we will. We will When I look back. When we get over there, listen to me. There will be no more crying, no more dying. And there'll be no more sickness, No more sorrow. No more heartache and pain. 'Cause every day will be the same. And we'll We'll praise His name. I know we will. We will Yeah. When we get over there, sickness will all be Over with. Oh yeah. There'll be no more crying. There'll be no more dying. Yeah. Oh yeah. Every day will be Sunday. Saturday will have no end. Yeah, yeah. I know we will. We will Oh Yeah.