Arlo Guthrie - Gabriel's Mother's Hiway Ballad #16 Blues lyrics

Woke up this morning with my head in my hand Come on, children, come on The snow was falling all over the land Come on, children, come on I don't know but I've been told Come on, children, come on That the streets of heaven have all been sold Come on, children, come on Chorus: Come on, children, all come home Jesus gonna make you well Come on, people, now its time to go Go to where a man can dwell Well the sun come up while I wrote this song Come on, children, come on To remind me well that it won't be long Come on children come on Chorus Come on, Gabriel, blow that thing Come on, children come on All God's children got to dance and sing Come on, children come on All God's children got to sing and shout Come on, children, come on There ain't nobody 'round bound to kick you out Come on, children, come on One of these days we'll all be there Come on, children, come on Seeing those wheels way up in the air Come on, children, come on Come on everybody now what's it worth Come on, children, come on To make a heaven out of this earth Come on, children, come on Chorus Moses gonna make you well You know even Daniel's gonna make you well Jesus gonna make you well Mm, mm, gonna make you well