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Walking down a lonely street

Watching the tears fall to her feet

She most have loved that young boy dear

For his death she does now fear

Now his time has come to go

Now her future is fading away

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When you see those pearly gates

Up upon your judgment day

Be thankful that you saw his way

If he turns back on you

You are the one to be accused

Guess you didn’t see his way.

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She’s looking in that crimson moon

Still her troubles she does keep

Hold them high up to his door

Maybe one day she will see

That her faith belongs to he

All her troubles will subside.

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When you see those pearly gates

Up upon your judgment day

Be thankful that you saw his way

If he turns back on you

You are the one to be accused

Guess you didn’t see his way.

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Sunday morning she was there

Reading her Bible in her pew

Listening to the preacher and his prayers

She read that Bible everyday

Learned God’s word in everyway

And her sins she did repent

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When you see those pearly gates

Up upon your judgment day

Be thankful that you saw his way

If he turns back on you

You are the one to be accused

Guess you didn’t see his way.

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Guess you didn’t see his way~~