I've held the hands of an angel before
And it was hard to let it go
I've heard the sound of Heaven knocking at the door
When it was time to claim a soul
But when the roll is called up yonder
When the roll is called up yonder
When the roll is called up yonder
I'll look for you
And I'll be there
I've always wondered, when the rain pours
Is it the Son having a cry?
I reckon it must be hard on Jesus still
When teardrops fall from our eyes
When the roll is called up yonder
When the roll is called up yonder
When the roll is called up yonder
I'll look for you
You look for me
And I'll be there, Lord
When the roll is called up yonder
When the roll is called up yonder
When the roll is called up yonder
I'll look for you
And I'll be there
I'll look for you
You look for me
And I'll be there, oh
Mmm
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