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Keni Thomas Lyrics
Gloryland (with Blackhawk) Lyrics
In the little town that I grew up in
Me and my buddies always had big dreams
Kelly set her sights on making movies
Randy was swinging for the major leagues
Michael�s Daddy was our county Sheriff
He couldn�t wait to work with his old man
Me, all I wanted was to fly an airplane
See the world courtesy of Uncle Sam
Whoa, we are on our way
We�re on our way to Gloryland
Whoa, we are all just scattered stones by Heaven�s hand
Whoa, we are on our way, we�re on our way, we�re on our way, yeah
I read the words we wrote in our old yearbook
Man, it�s funny how our lives have changed
Kelly�s somewhere out in California
Randy�s made it playing Triple A
Michael walks a beat in New York City
You got to hand it to the boys in blue
And, me I stood beside men of honor
Who fought to see America�s dream come true
Whoa, we are on our way
We�re on our way to Gloryland
Whoa, we are all just scattered stones by Heaven�s hand
Whoa, we are on our way, we�re on our way, we�re on our way
Oh, where life leads us we can�t always say
(we can�t always say)
But where we need to be it�s just a dream away
(just a dream away)
Whoa, we are on our way
We�re on our way to Gloryland
Whoa, we are all just scattered stones by Heaven�s hand
Whoa, we are on our way, we�re on our way to Gloryland
Whoa, we are on our way, we�re on our way, we�re on our way
We�re on our way
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