There's a little cabin in the sky, Mister
For me and for you
I feel that it's true somehow Can't you see that cabin in the sky, Mister
An acre or two of heavenly blue to plow We will be oh so gay
Eat fried chicken every day
As the angels go sailing by And that is why my heart is flyin' high, Mister
'Cause I know we'll have a cabin in the sky We will be oh so gay
Eat fried chicken every day
As the angels go sailing by That is why my heart is flying high, baby
'Cause I know we'll have a cabin in the sky