Whoa we are
on our way
We re on our
way to Gloryland
Whoa we
are all just
scattered stones
by Heaven s hand
Whoa we are on
our way we re
on our way we re
on our way yeah
n 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
Michael s Daddy
was our
county Sheriff
He couldn t 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
We re on our way
to Gloryland
Whoa we are all
just scattered
stones by
Heaven s hand
Whoa we are
on our way we re
on our way
we re on our
way yeah
I read the words
we wrote in our
old yearbook
Man it s funny
how our lives
have changed
Kelly s somewhere
out in California
Randy s 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
America s dream
come true
Whoa we are
on our way
We re on our way
to Gloryland
Whoa we are all
just scattered
stones
by Heaven s hand
Whoa we are
on our way
we re on our way
we re on our way
Oh where life leads
us we can t
always say
But where we need
to be it s just a
dream away
Whoa we are
on our way
We re on our
way to Gloryland
Whoa we are all
just scattered
stones by
Heaven s hand
Whoa we are
on our way
our way we re
on our way
we re on our way