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There's a land
beyond the river That we call the sweet forever and we only reach that shore by faith's decree One by one, we'll gain the portals there to dwell with the immortals when they ring those golden bells for you and me (Spoken) Special little last baby, on her daddy's knee Always seems to have more presents underneath the tree Resented by some older kids, and envied by the rest Because it always seemed that Daddy loved her best
Always first to the get the blame if anything got broke Always first to be the brunt of everybody's joke Always there to wipe away the tear from someone's eye Always there to hold the hand of loved ones when they die
Sheltered as a child from all the sorrow life can bring But expected to be strong when she must face death's sting And all the numbers she wrote down, don't answer when they're dialed And no one's there to comfort her, who loved her as a child
Cause all her folks are laid to rest, dying one by one All her Grandmas, moms and dads, their daughters and their sons. She was the last to put that special gleam in daddy's eye She was the last one born, she'll be the last to die
Honey, let me tell you this, I'm a lot like you Cause I was my daddy's last kid too. When you feel your time has come, and you find yourself alone I'll be the first to welcome you, to your eternal home Don't you hear the bells now ringing Don't you hear the angels singing Tis' the glory alleluia jubilee In that far off sweet forever Just beyond the shining river When they ring those golden bells for you and me.
By Wayne Moss and Moby Musicians: Recorded Saturday Jan. 3, 1998
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