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Close to Heaven

(Bob Nolan)

 

Sing Along with the Sons of the Pioneers

 

Long, long ago I learned to love those rolling hills and open plains.

To me it’s heaven.

There, if the sun is shinin’ down or if the dark clouds send the rain,

It’s still like heaven. To me it's heaven.

 

Here comes the prairie sun. It’s morning!

I wake and give the world this warnin’,

I’m mighty glad that I was born in

A land that’s close to heaven.

All through the day the plains I’m roamin’.

My heart has nowhere to be homin’.

I make my camp at twilight’s gloamin’

And there I’m close to heaven.

 

There where the moonbeams spread a blanket o’er the ground,

I make my bed and lay this weary body down

And let sweet dreams come to console me,

The tender arms of nature ‘fold me

Against her heart and ever hold me and keep me close to heaven.

 

There where the moonbeams spread a blanket o’er the ground,

I make my bed and lay this weary body down

And let sweet dreams come to console me,

The tender arms of nature ‘fold me

Against her heart and ever hold me and keep me close to heaven.

 

 

 

 

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