Glory, Glory, Clear the Road Songtext
von The Oak Ridge Boys

Glory, glory, clear the road
I′m tired of totin' this heavy load
Oh, Saint Peter, I′m a-runnin' late
Can't you get that kid out of the locked gate?
Glory, glory, clear the road
I′m tired of totin′ this heavy load
Oh, Saint Peter, I'm a-runnin′ late
Can't you get that kid out of the locked gate?

Once I heard a preacher man
A-preachin′ 'bout a promised land
How it glowed with sparkling light
And luscious fruit hung on the vine
Not a worry, not a care
All was peace and no despair
From this day I have a smile
I′ll reach the land that's so near


Glory, glory, clear the road
I'm tired of totin′ this heavy load
Oh, Saint Peter, I′m a-runnin' late
Can′t you get that kid out of the locked gate?

Now, you sinners would be wise
If you'd open up your eyes
Just be sure he′s with you by
When you cross that chilly tide
If you'll polished up your soul
Gonna blow on the good Lord
So good people, come along
You′ll sing this happy song

Glory, glory, clear the road
I'm tired of totin' this heavy load
Oh, Saint Peter, I′m a-runnin′ late
Can't you get that kid out of the locked gate?


I′m gonna preach now (Oh yes)
I'm gonna tell you how (Oh yes)
I′m gonna get up there (Oh yes)
I'm gonna reach that city so bright and fair
You gotta live right (Oh yes)
You gotta pray each night (Oh yes)
Get on your bended knee (Oh yes)
Trust in God, and He′ll set you free
Up in the good land (Oh yes)
Where all the righteous stand (Oh yes)
They're gonna see His face (Oh yes)
And He'll say, "My child, you′ve won the race"
The good is so rare (Oh yes)
It is beyond compare (Oh yes)
You never know up there (Oh yes)
Along the golden streets so bright and fair
Then you′ll be shouting
Glory, oh glory
Glory, clear the road