It's after my work tired and weary, I lay down to rest my eyes, I see this world change in a whirlwind and heaven flies down from the skies; I see rising
their salary on the line But to bow your head and pray Is the only earthly way That you can fly to Heaven on time. That you can reach Heaven on time.
We welcome to heaven Sacco and Vanzetti, Two men that have won the highest of seats, Come, let me show you the world that you come through. It's a funny
Tryin' to make a heaven my home, home! Tryin' to make a heaven my home, sweet home! This old world just ain't my home; Tryin' to make a heaven my home
Tradução: Woody Guthrie. Airline to Heaven.
Tradução: Woody Guthrie. Cielo.
lay their salary on the line But to bow your head and pray Is the only earthly way That you can fly to Heaven on time. That you can reach Heaven on time
