Angel Choir

There's a piano now in the angel choir

Playing all the grace notes in Georgia on my mind

Singing How I once was lost, and I once was blind

Can't you see Ray playing, swaying side to side

There's a guitar now on the holy ground

He's a country gentleman with a Nashville sound

And the grandest Opry house any eyes have seen

Can't you hear Chet's fingers playing golden strings

Chorus

And the angel choir sings holy, holy where the circle is unbroken

Sinners and saints will sing Amazing Grace

In voices bright and clear'listen---you might hear the Angel Choir

There's a rambling man in the angel band,

He's a Texas outlaw and a highway man

But Waylon is one of them now, a rider in the sky

Can't you hear him whisper, 'Hank, I see the light.'

There's a low note in the angel choir

Singin Hallelujah and the Ring of Fire,

At the gates of heaven now, there's a pile of black

Can't you see those big bright wings on Johnny's back

Repeat Chorus

Lord, when I come home, and I touch your hand,

Will you fill my voice with song, can I join the band

Until I lay these troubles down, fill my heart with fire

And I pray some day I'll join the Angel Choir