GLORYLAND

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

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, we’re on our way

We’re on our way