"Ozark Golden Shores" by MusicAbout

"Ozark Golden Shores" by MusicAbout
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Lyrics:
(Verse 1)
Up in the Ozark hills, where the oak trees sigh,
My ancestors carved a life ‘neath a boundless sky.
They plowed the earth, sang their hymns so sweet,
Now they’re walkin’ heaven’s trails on unshod feet.
Grandpa’s laughter echoes through the hollow still,
Grandma’s voice rides soft on the whippoorwill.
(Chorus)
Gone to glory, up where angels soar,
Ozark kin waitin’ on them golden shores.
Through the years, their love still calls to me,
One fine day, together we’ll be free.
In the hills of heaven, by God’s own hand,
We’ll meet again on that promised land.
(Verse 2)
Great-aunt Mary stitched quilts by candlelight,
Uncle John fished the streams ‘til the stars burned bright.
They fought the hard times, leaned on faith so strong,
Now they rest where the saints all sing along.
I see their faces in the morning dew,
Feel their spirits in the winds that blew.
(Chorus)
Gone to glory, up where angels soar,
Ozark kin waitin’ on them golden shores.
Through the years, their love still calls to me,
One fine day, together we’ll be free.
In the hills of heaven, by God’s own hand,
We’ll meet again on that promised land.
(Bridge)
The old log cabin fades with time’s slow creep,
But their legacy’s a treasure I’ll always keep.
They left this earth, but they’re never far,
Shinin’ down like the evenin’ star.
(Chorus)
Gone to glory, up where angels soar,
Ozark kin waitin’ on them golden shores.
Through the years, their love still calls to me,
One fine day, together we’ll be free.
In the hills of heaven, by God’s own hand,
We’ll meet again on that promised land.