You’ll Be There

Well, hope is an anchor, and love is a ship
Time is the ocean, and life is a trip
You don't know where you're goin' 'til you know where you're at
And if you can't read the stars, well you better have a map

A compass and a conscience so you don't get lost at sea
Or on some old lonely island where no one wants to be

From the beginning of creation I think our maker had a plan
For us to leave these shores and sail beyond the sand
And let the good light guide us through the waves and the wind
To the beaches in a world where we have never been

And we'll climb up on the mountain, ya'll, we'll let our voices ring
And those who've never tried it, they'll be the first to sing
Oh my, my

First Chorus:
I'll see you on the other side if I make it
And it might be a long hard ride, but I'm gonna take it
Sometimes it seems that I don't have a prayer
I let the weather take me anywhere
But I know that I wanna go where the streets are gold
'Cause you'll be there
Oh my, my

Well, you don't bring nothin' with you here, and you can't take nothin' back
I ain't never seen a hearse with a luggage rack
So I've torn my knees up prayin', scarred my back from fallin' down
I've spent so much time flyin' high 'til I'm face first in the ground

So if you're up there watching me, would you talk to God and say
Tell him I might need a hand to see you both someday
Oh my, my

Second Chorus:
So, I'll see you on the other side if I make it
And it might be a long hard ride, but I wanna take it
Sometimes it seems that I don't have a prayer
I let the weather take me anywhere
But I know that I wanna go where the streets are gold
'Cause you'll be there
Oh my, my
'Cause you'll be there
Oh my, my

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