Gloryland (with Blackhawk) Lyrics - Singles - Keni Thomas

In the little town that I grew up in 

Me and my buddies always had big dreams 

Kelly set her sights on making movies 

Randy was swinging for the major leagues 

Michaels Daddy was our county Sheriff 

He couldnt wait to work with his old man 

Me, all I wanted was to fly an airplane 

See the world courtesy of Uncle Sam 

Whoa, we are on our way 

Were on our way to Gloryland 

Whoa, we are all just scattered stones by Heavens hand 

Whoa, we are on our way, were on our way, were on our way, yeah 

I read the words we wrote in our old yearbook 

Man, its funny how our lives have changed 

Kellys somewhere out in California 

Randys made it playing Triple A 

Michael walks a beat in New York City 

You got to hand it to the boys in blue 

And, me I stood beside men of honor 

Who fought to see Americas dream come true 

Whoa, we are on our way 

Were on our way to Gloryland 

Whoa, we are all just scattered stones by Heavens hand 

Whoa, we are on our way, were on our way, were on our way 

Oh, where life leads us we cant always say 

(we cant always say) 

But where we need to be its just a dream away 

(just a dream away) 

Whoa, we are on our way 

Were on our way to Gloryland 

Whoa, we are all just scattered stones by Heavens hand 

Whoa, we are on our way, were on our way to Gloryland 

Whoa, we are on our way, were on our way, were on our way 

Were on our way