Turn Of The Century

There'll be flying boats, and condos with moats; Cultivated oceans, floating cities in the sky. Living underneath a bubble; No more toil and trouble Singin' 'bout that sweet ole by and by. We'll all have lots of money That we won't have to spend; You'll be given everything When everyone's your friend Hanging out together In picture perfect weather - This time 'round the party never ends. Hallelujah, I can't wait to see it Hallelujah, come on and go with me Let me show you the way it's gonna be At the turn, The turn of the century. We won't need no TV preachers To ask how much we gave We won't need no TV preachers, See, by then, we'll all be saved No more fighting for a country No child will go hungry We'll be smiling from the cradle to the grave. Hallelujah, I can't wait to see it Hallelujah, come on and go with me Let me show you the way it's gonna be At the turn, The turn of the century. --- Turn of the Century - The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band