歌词
Some morning you'll find me touring that city
Where the son of God is the light
You'll find me there on the streets, so pretty
Made of gold so pure and so bright
With Jesus, the one who gave me the victory
Who led me across the divide
Some morning you'll find me touring that city
Where with Him, I will ever abide
Many times I have wondered 'bout the sights of that city
And all that my eyes shall behold
I will see all the wonders when I enter that city
There forever be safe in His fold
Some morning you'll find me touring that city
Where the son of God is the Light
You'll find me there on the streets, so pretty
Made of gold so pure and so bright
With Jesus, the one who gave me the victory
Who led me across the divide
Some morning you'll find me touring that city
Where with Him, I will ever abide
Here on earth we have troubles that to us seem so heavy
But in Heaven no one will be sad
Mom and Dad will be singing, Heaven's praises will be ringing
For the dearest Friend I ever had
Some morning you'll find me touring that city
Where the son of God is the Light
You'll find me there on the streets, so pretty
Made of gold so pure and so bright
With Jesus, the one who gave me the victory
Who led me across the divide
Some morning you'll find me touring that city
Where with Him, I will ever abide, ever abide
Written by: Harold Lane
