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(Jimmie Davis)

Oh, they tell me of a place and they tell me of a day
Where the saints shall be gathered to stay
They shall come from the east, they shall come from the west
When we gather on that roundup day.

When it's roundup time in heaven
And our travels on earth are on
All the friends that day has served shall gather
On that golden shore.

Twill be sweet when we meet at Jesus feet
With no heartaches no pains no sigh
When they're on heaven's plains will they find
Your name at the great roundup in the sky.

Twill be sweet when we meet at Jesus feet
With no heartaches no pains no sigh
When they're on heaven's plains will they find
Your name at the great roundup in the sky...
(Jimmie Davis)      Oh, they tell me of a place and they tell me of a day   Where the saints shall be gathered to stay   They shall come from the east, they shall come from the west   When we gather on that roundup day.      When it's roundup time in heaven   And our travels on earth are on   All the friends that day has served shall gather   On that golden shore.      Twill be sweet when we meet at Jesus feet   With no heartaches no pains no sigh   When they're on heaven's plains will they find   Your name at the great roundup in the sky.      Twill be sweet when we meet at Jesus feet   With no heartaches no pains no sigh   When they're on heaven's plains will they find   Your name at the great roundup in the sky...