Lyrics

I wrote a letter today to Momma 
And I addressed it to the Valley of Peace 
'Cause I figure if Momma is in Heaven that's just where her mansion might be
I told her how deeply I loved her 
And I sealed it with the tears rolling down my cheeks
I put a stamp in the right hand corner
And I mailed it in the mailbox down the street
We all have appointments in Glory one by one we gotta meet 
My Savior we all call Jesus
The man with the hand from Galilee
  I know they have air mail in Heaven still today
And I'm sure they still have knee mail
beyond those pearly gates 
  I wear a cross around my neck nowadays
  Just as a constant 'minder
I may not know the day or the hour
  But I'm gonna meet Momma 
Again one day
In my mind I can see Momma walking
Yeah  She's walking on the streets 
paved of gold
  With the mansion she's always wanted
Down by the lake Out on the shore
   She has all the pleasures of Heaven
All the pleasures that Heaven has to gain
No more sickness
No more worries
No more hunger
No more pain
No more wars 
No more sinners
 All of the pleasures Heaven has to gain
No more sickness
No more worries
No more hunger
No more pain
No more wars No more sinners
 All of the pleasures Heaven has to gain.
  All of the pleasures Heaven has to gain.