Wont you take me with you darling, I dont wanna stay And this place just keeps on getting sadder ever since you went away And I smell you on this pillow as I lie here in our old bed With a bottle and a bible, I just pray I might get some rest But when I get my wings Ima gonna Fly back home to you And go ahead and you can tell St. Peter Open up, Im coming through And I put you in that blue dress and a new pair of high heel shoes And a photograph of two love drunk kids on the day that they said I do 57 years of memories fall like the rain comes down And I could not help myself but cry as they laid you in the ground But when I get my wings Ima gonna Fly back home to you Go ahead and you can tell St. Peter Open up, Im coming on through And every Sunday I kneel down to pray that I wont be alone And every night I lay down and hope I wake up back in your arms But when I get my wings Ima gonna Fly back home to you And go ahead and you can tell St. Peter Open up, Im coming on through You might also likeAnd I dont think, dont think I can wait any longer Oh Lord Im counting down the days Im gonna come back, come back and hold you my love Soon as I get my wings, oh Lord Just as soon as I get my wings One more time Lord Soon as I get my wings
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