There is a land that I have been told
Where the streets are bathed with gold
And the bright flowers bloom
through all eternity
Mountains are glistening on
the bright shore
Beauty this world could never afford
I've got a reservation,
my name's been written down.
I've got a reservation
to walk on the streets of gold.
Oh, I've got a reservation
when the pearly gates unfold.
In heaven,
my name's been written down.
I'm longing to hear that trumpet sound.
I've got a reservation
My name's been written down
There's a banquet table that's spread
Filled with milk and honey and bread
Where we'll sit down
while the eternal ages roll
My friends and loved ones,
they will be there
Clothed in garments bright and fair
And I've got a reservation
My name's been written down
Oh, I've got a reservation
To walk on the streets of gold
Yes, I've got a reservation
When the pearly gates unfold
In heaven my name's been written down
I'm longing to hear that trumpet sound
I've got a reservation
My name's been written down
Oh yes I've got
I've got a reservation
To open the streets of gold
Yes I've got
I've got a reservation
When the pearly gates unfold
In the heaven my name's
been written down
I'm longing to hear that trumpet sound
For I've got a reservation
My name's been written down