The Martins - So High

So high, so wide, so low

So high, you can't get over it
So wide, you can't get around it
So low,  you can't get under it
You must come in at the door

So high, you can't get over it
So wide, you can't get around it
So low, you can't get under it
You must come in at the door
I went down in the valley
I did not go to stay
But my soul got so happy
I just stayed there all day

I went down in the valley
I did not go to stay
But my soul got so happy
I just stayed there all day

So high, you can't get over it
So wide, you can't get around it
So low, you can't get under it
You must come in at the door, whoo!

So high, so wide, so low

I've never been to heaven
Oh, but I've been told
The gates are made of pearl
And the streets are purest gold

It's so high (You can't get over it)
It's so wide it's so low
You must come in at the door
It's so, so high, you can't get over it
So wide it's so low
You must come in at the door
You must come in at the door
You must come in the door, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Written by:
FANNY CROSBY, CHARLES GABRIEL

Publisher:
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find