Nhạc sĩ: Albert E. Brumley | Lời: Albert E. Brumley
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Some glad morning when the slough is low, I'll fly away, fly away, fly away, to a home on God's celestial shore. I'll fly away, fly away, fly away, fly away, fly away, oh glory, I'll fly away, fly away. In the morning when I die, hallelujah, by and by, I'll fly away, fly away. When the shadows of this life have grown, I'll fly away, fly away, fly away. Like a bird from prison bars has flown, I'll fly away. I'll fly away, fly away, oh glory, I'll fly away, fly away. In the morning when I die, hallelujah, by and by, I'll fly away, fly away. Just a few more weary days and then I'll fly away, fly away, fly away, to a land where joy shall never end. I'll fly away, fly away. I'll fly away, fly away, oh glory, I'll fly away, fly away. In the morning when I die, hallelujah, by and by, I'll fly away, fly away. I'll fly away, fly away, oh glory, I'll fly away, fly away. In the morning when I die, hallelujah, by and by, I'll fly away, fly away.