Will I see you there When the final trumpet blows Will I see you there When the final trumpet blows If I don't see you there I will run a comb through my hair And I will wait I will wait I will wait
Will you walk on in When the angel summons you Will you walk on in When the angel summons you If I don't see you go I will let the minions flow And I will wait I will wait I will wait
Down in Dealey Plaza The tourists mill about Down in Dealey Plaze The tourists mill about And I am far from where we live And I have not learned to forgive But I will wait I will wait I will wait