(Chorus).......
Even John couldn't tell it, John couldn't spell it, John couldn't write it all down,
He must have grown a little weary, but, no vocabulary, was broad enough to spell it all
out.
He tried to tell a story, to share little glory, to talk about the heavenly ground,
Even John couldn't tell it, John couldn't spell it, John couldn't write it all down.

(Verse 1)
He told about a city, a great land of plenty, where no one would ever grow old.
He told about a land, made without a human hand, he looked upon the street of pure
gold;
He said, he saw the water, flowin' from the Father, His eyes beheld a beautiful light,
He told me just enough, to make me look up, longing for that heavenly light.

(Chorus).....

(Verse 2)....up a key.....
He talked about a heaven, where sins were forgivin,
He said He heard a voice from above,
To all that overcometh, God would dwell among us, never knowin' nothin' but His love;
With a golden reed to measure, a paradise of treasure, the city was a perfect four
square;
The mind of mortal men, can never comperhend, but Lord, how I want to go there.

(Chours)......

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