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My Grandfather's Clock

de Sons of the Pioneers

One of these nights about twelve o’clock
This ol’ world’s gonna reel and rock
Sinners will tremble and cry with pain
And the lord will come and get us in his aeroplane

Oh, ye weary of every tribe
Get yo’ ticket for an aer’plane ride
I see the lord, he’s a comin’ for to reign
And take us all to glory in his aeroplane

You may talk about your rides in an aut’mobile
The lightning speed of the motor’s wheel
We’ll break all records as we upward fly
In the aeroplane joy ride thru the sky

Oh, ye weary of every tribe
Get yo’ ticket for an aer’plane ride
I see the lord, he’s a comin’ for to reign
And take us all to glory in his aeroplane

There’ll be no punctures on the muddy road
No broken wheels from overload
No sparks to trouble or cause delay
As we soar in rapture on the milky way

Oh, ye weary of every tribe
Get yo’ ticket for an aer’plane ride
I see the lord, he’s a comin’ for to reign
And take us all to glory in his aeroplane

You gotta get ready if you take this ride
Quit all yo’ meanness and humble yo’ pride
Furnish a life both bright and clean
And a good grade of oil for the flyin’ machine

Oh, ye weary of every tribe
Get yo’ ticket for an aer’plane ride
I see the lord, he’s a comin’ for to reign
And take us all to glory in his aeroplane

When our journey’s done and we all sit down
At the marriage speech with the golden crown
We blend our voices in a handsome song
And sing his praise as the years roll on

Oh, ye weary of every tribe
Get yo’ ticket for an aer’plane ride
I see the lord, he’s a comin’ for to reign
And take us all to glory in his aeroplane

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