When I step out into the other land...
That distant shore where Mother has gone;
She'll be standing there with a great, big smile,
Talking and flipping her apron
...
Life is a journey up a mountain
rugged and tall.
I've climbed to the crest, and am
now descending the other side.
...
I go singing down my country road,
I walk eagerly, I have no time for dreaming.
I love that house by the country road,
and I am headed home
...