Did you hear Gabriel blow his horn?
It's what sent those black birds on their way
Into this house we born to be
Like an arrow shot over the mountain
Like a bottle tossed in the sea
I have journeyed, I have traveled
Now home calls me
Let's all gather round the grand piano
Let's all raise our glasses in the air
Give a cheer to the jolly good fellow
and everyone whose kin
Who will mend this wagon wheel
To put this show on the road
The music sounds just like it feels
Like an arrow shot over the mountain
Like a bottle tossed in the sea
I have journeyed, I have traveled
Now home calls me
And the band played on
Through the storm
Through the wicked, wicked rain
And the band played on
in golden harmony
What straw will break this camel's back?
Will we grow to love the lord?
Cant wait to __ what time __
Lets all gather round the grand piano
Let's all raise our glasses in the air
Give a cheer to the jolly good fellow
and everyone whose kin
Well everyone whose kin
Oh oh everyone whose kin oh
