Cabin in the Sky

In this cloudy sky overhead now There's no guiding star I can see And I would be lost by each wild tempest tossed Oh, if I didn't know of a place we two can go There's a little cabin in the sky, Mister For me and for you I feel that it's true somehow Can't you see that cabin in the sky, Mister An acre or two of heavenly blue to plow We will be oh so gay Eat fried chicken every day As the angels go sailing by And that is why my heart is flyin' high, Mister 'Cause I know we'll have a cabin in the sky We will be oh so gay Eat fried chicken every day As the angels go sailing by That is why my heart is flying high, baby 'Cause I know we'll have a cabin in the sky --- Cabin in the Sky - Mose Allison