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Everybody's wonderin' what and where
They all came from
Everybody's worryin' 'bout where they're gonna go
When the whole thing's done
But no one knows for certain and so it's all the same to me
I think I'll just let the mystery be

Some say once gone you're gone forever
And some say you're gonna come back
Some say you rest in the arms of the Savior
If in sinful ways you lack
Some say that they're comin' back in a garden
Bunch of carrots and little sweet peas
I think I'll just let the mystery be

Everybody's wonderin' what and where
They all came from
Everybody's worryin' 'bout where they're gonna go
When the whole thing's done
But no one knows for certain and so it's all the same to me
I think I'll just let the mystery be

Some say they're goin' to a place called Glory
And I ain't saying it ain't a fact
But I've heard that I'm on the road to Purgatory
And I don't like the sound of that
I believe in love and I live my life accordingly
But I choose to let the mystery be

Everybody is wondering what and where
They all came from
Everybody is worryin' 'bout where they're gonna go
When the whole thing's done
But no one knows for certain and so it's all the same to me
I think I'll just let the mystery be
I think I'll just let the mystery be
Everybody's wonderin' what and where   They all came from   Everybody's worryin' 'bout where they're gonna go   When the whole thing's done   But no one knows for certain and so it's all the same to me   I think I'll just let the mystery be      Some say once gone you're gone forever   And some say you're gonna come back   Some say you rest in the arms of the Savior   If in sinful ways you lack   Some say that they're comin' back in a garden   Bunch of carrots and little sweet peas   I think I'll just let the mystery be      Everybody's wonderin' what and where   They all came from   Everybody's worryin' 'bout where they're gonna go   When the whole thing's done   But no one knows for certain and so it's all the same to me   I think I'll just let the mystery be      Some say they're goin' to a place called Glory   And I ain't saying it ain't a fact   But I've heard that I'm on the road to Purgatory   And I don't like the sound of that   I believe in love and I live my life accordingly   But I choose to let the mystery be      Everybody is wondering what and where   They all came from   Everybody is worryin' 'bout where they're gonna go   When the whole thing's done   But no one knows for certain and so it's all the same to me   I think I'll just let the mystery be   I think I'll just let the mystery be