As I hurried through the airport, with a ticket to L.A.
And a tooth brush in my pocket, should my luggage go astray
Glancing up, I checked “Departures,” hoping for a slight delay
While a soldier in a wheelchair made his way through TSA
Of a multitude of medals, he was wearing an array
For his loving bride beside him, in his hands a fine bouquet
When they lingered by a poster with some dancers on display
And I drew a little closer, I could hear the lady say
We’ll be dancing up in Heaven, where the music angels play
For our love’s already sealed there, where the skies are never gray
You’ll be lifted up and healed there, where the palms forever sway
We’ll be dancing up in Heaven, on a grand and glorious day
With the tender look he gave her, did he silently convey
Such a feeling of devotion that no actor could portray
While the dark and mystic figures of a circus named “Soleil”
Pirouetted in the background, I could hear the soldier say
We’ll be dancing up in Heaven with a wonderful ballet
While the chimes of glory peel there, how we’ll twirl the night away
Everything will be ideal there, at that marvelous soiree
We’ll be dancing up in Heaven, on a grand and glorious day
Then they joined the crowd around them headed down for Exit A
Past a line of weary travelers at an overpriced buffet
While some others sought out Starbucks or a similar cafe
And I handed in my suitcase, I could hear above the fray
We’ll be dancing up in Heaven, where the saints’ll shout “Hurray”
Oh, the heights of joy we’ll feel there, when St. Peter says “OK,
Let the Devil have that wheelchair, but my friends here, they can stay”
We’ll be dancing up in Heaven, on a grand and glorious day
Abridged ending
When a hostess brought a glass and set it gently on my tray
As we flew the friendly skies of our beloved USA
I recalled the cost of freedom and the price some heroes pay
And the words I heard that morning still remain with me today
We’ll be dancing up in Heaven, Oh, the beauty we’ll survey
Far above the battlefield where, dusty roads explosives spray
May our comrades angels shield there ‘til they’re home again, we pray
‘ere we’re dancing up in Heaven on a grand and glorious day