@migu music@

(Hank Locklin)

(When the gates swing wide on the other side just beyond the sunset sea

There'll be room to spare as we enter there there'll be room for you and for me

For the gates are wide on the other side where the flowers ever bloom

On the right hand on the left hand fifty miles of elbow room.)

Twelve hundred miles it's length and breadth that four square city stands

It's gem set walls of Jasper shine they're not made by human hands

One hundred miles it's gates are wide in that great city fair

With fifty miles of elbow room on other side to spare.

(When the gates swing wide on the other side just beyond the sunset sea

There'll be room to spare as we enter there there'll be room for you and for me

For the gates are wide on the other side where the flowers ever bloom

On the right hand on the left hand fifty miles of elbow room.)

That four square city I shall see when dawn will fall in time

Sometimes it seems I almost hear the bells of glory chime

This will be mine when I shall pass into that city fair

With fifty miles of elbow room on other side to spare.

(When the gates swing wide on the other side just beyond the sunset sea

There'll be room to spare as we enter there there'll be room for you and for me

For the gates are wide on the other side where the flowers ever bloom

On the right hand on the left hand fifty miles of elbow room.)

Sometimes I'm cramped and crowded here and long for elbow room

I long to reach for altitude where the fair all flowers bloom

This will be mine when I shall pass beyond the gates so fair

With fifty miles of elbow room on either side to spare.

(When the gates swing wide on the other side just beyond the sunset sea

There'll be room to spare as we enter there there'll be room for you and for me

For the gates are wide on the other side where the flowers ever bloom

On the right hand on the left hand fifty miles of elbow room.)

On the right hand on the left hand fifty miles of elbow room...