Lyrics:

The closer I get to my home Lord the more I wanna be there
There'll be a gatherin' of loved ones and friends Lord you know I wanna be there
There'll be a mixture of teardrops and flowers crying and talking for hours
Bout how wild that I was and if I'd listened to them I wouldn't be there

Well there's old Charlie Toll they threw away the mold when they made him
And Jimmy McCline it looks like the wine's finally laid him
And Billie McRae that I could any day in a card game
And Bessie McNeal but her tears are real I can see pain
There's a mixture of teardrops...

Lord thanks for ride I got a feeling inside that I know you
And if you see your way you're welcome to stay cause I'm gonna need you
There's be a mixture of teardrops....