Well it's a great, great mornin'
Your first day in Heaven
When you stroll down the Golden Avenue
There are mansions left and right
And you're thrilled at every sight
And the saints are always smiling sayin'
"How do you do?"
Oh it's a great, great mornin'
You're first day in Heaven
When you realize your worryin' day are through
You'll be glad you were not idol
Took time to read your Bible
It's a great, great mornin' for you
I had a dream, I must confess, I hated to awake
He dreamt he was an angel at the great pearly gates
Saint Peter said, "Well hello there, where have you been?
We've got your mansion ready so come right in."
And then he rang for an angel to act as a guide
He spread his wings a time or two and learned how to fly
It's a great mornin'
A great mornin'
What a happy day
