When you reach that golden city   Friends and love you will see   When the saints come out to meet you   Oh, shake my mother's hand for me      Shake my mother's hand   And tell her happiness will there be   When the saints come out to meet you   Oh, shake my mother's hand for me      There are times I often wonder   How can all these trials be?   Time can't keep me here much longer   Oh, shake my mother's hand for me      Shake my mother's hand   And tell her happiness will there be   When the saints come out to meet you   Oh, shake my mother's hand for me      Over there you'll meet the Saviour   Many others you will see   When you'll have a talk with Jesus   Oh, shake my mother's hand for me      Shake my mother's hand   And tell her happiness will there be   When the saints come out to meet you   Oh, shake my mother's hand for me   Oh, shake my mother's hand for me