Wanda Jackson I May Never Get To Heaven
I walked with you and talked with you
And held your loving hand
We loved awhile, I lived awhile
And thought that fate had a plan
Ah, but someone stole my angel
And I lost what I loved most
I may never get to heaven
But I once came mighty close
I may never play a golden harp
Or spread celestial wings
Or walk a golden staircase
While the distant chorus sings
Oh, but I once held your sweet love
And felt your tender touch
I may never get to heaven
But I didn't miss it much
I may never get to heaven
But I didn't miss it much
