I certainly know I'm gonna miss the old plantation
And the sound of banjo's thrumming on the summernights
I certainly know I hate my common situation
Because I'm on a cord and wings and I'm afraid from heights
I'm certainly gonna miss the taste of watermelon
And the fields I ran and the hills I hiked
All I'm gonna get to meet up here is angels
And to tell the truth I never met an angel my life
I certainly know I didn't trew a lucky seven
Though I'm hardly a complainer and a wooden carp
I wonder what the hell I'm gonna do in heaven
I could never plug a chicken and alone a harp
When you gotta go they tell you
Well you gotta go
When you gotta go they tell you
You gotta go
So faith my child has pluses and minuses
Golden dust is cleansing my sinuses
Rise above if that's what you gotta do
Look up I am ca ca I got news for you
So long honey lamb I'll be seeing you soon
Look for me in the moon
I'll be seeing you soon