Travis Smith fishing in the sky

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I've heard about the streets of gold
The mansions up on high
A land where you'll never grow old
And no one ever cries
When we get to Heaven
God will know just what we like
He's got a lake just for me
In my sweet by and by
I'll have a silver boat that sparkles
It'll be lined with fleece of white
I'll have a rod and reel that's made of gold
The fish will always bite
I'll have a cabin by the lake
Shade trees will grow so high
There'll be crickets and birds to sing
When I'm fishing, fishing in the sky
I know my dad is happy
I wouldn't wish him here
Oh, how I miss him so
It's been a long hard year
And God he loves and talks to me
So I won't be alone
I long so much to be with him
I can't wait to go home
I've got a silver boat that sparkles
It's lined with fleece of white
I've got a rod and reel that's made of gold
The fish, they always bite
I've got a cabin by the lake
Shade trees they grow so high
I can't wait 'til you get here
I'll take you fishing, fishing in the sky
I know that I will see him
In Heaven when I die
I wonder what he's doing now
In his sweet bye and bye
We'll have a silver boat that sparkles
It'll be lined with fleece of white
We'll have some rod and reels that are made of gold
The fish will always bite
We'll have a cabin by the lake
Shade trees will grow so high
There'll be crickets and birds to sing
When we're fishing, fishing in the sky
Ohhhhhh, we're fishing

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