Let's have a theme song. Like "I'll be home for Christmas"! TR I'll fly away in glory... I'll fly away... Homeward bound Need to write a Christian version for this. :mail: I have two potentials: Home on the range — O give me a home where the buffaloes roam Its Beginning to look a like RAPTURE (Christmas) - some words changed :good: :mdrmdr: It's beginning to look a lot like Rapture Love it Sis! TR How about this one: We’re off to see the God of Heaven (wizard) Follow the heavenly road Far better than an ole evil wizard! 🙁 :mail: Swing low, sweet chariot, So many to choose from! But there's gotta be more! Eddy Arnold's make the world go away! TR On a more “religious theme” My Home that lies beyond the Jordan or the Gaithers This theme song is only valid through 2020! If 2021 rolls around we will have to find another with a different flavor! Indeed everything screams 2020! I like being an realistic optimist! TR 
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thought's escaping
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day
Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day
Where the air is so pure and the zephyrs so free
And the breezes so balmy and light
That I would not exchange my home on the range
For all of the cities so bright
Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day
How often at night when the heavens are bright
With the light of the glittering stars
I stand there amazed and I ask as I gaze
Does their glory exceed that of ours?
Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day
Everywhere you go
Take a look at the five and ten, it's glistening once again
With candy canes and silver lanes that glow
It's beginning to look a lot like Rapture
Chaos at every corner (Toys in every store)
But the prettiest sight to Hear (see) is the Trumpet (holly) that will be
On your own front door
A pair of hopalong boots and a pistol that shoots
Is the wish of Every watcher friend (Barney and Ben)
AI (Dolls) that'll talk and will go for a walk
Is the hope of Gates and Elon (Janice and Jen)
And Pope John (Mom and Dad) can hardly wait for chaos (school) to start again
It's beginning to look a lot like Rapture
Everywhere you go
There's a tree in the Grand Hotel, one in the park as well
It's the sturdy kind that doesn't mind the snow
It's beginning to look a lot like Rapture
Soon the bells will start
And the thing that'll make 'em ring is the carol that you sing
Right within your heart
It's beginning to look a lot like Rapture
Toys in every store
But the prettiest sight to see is the holly that will be
On your own front door
Sure, it's Rapture time for real! :prayer-hands:
Follow the heavenly road
Follow, follow, follow, follow
Follow the heavenly road
Follow the rainbow over the stream
Follow the Lord who gives a dream
Follow, follow, follow, follow
Follow the heavenly road
We're off to see the Creator God
The wonderful Creator God
We hear he is the wisest of all wisdom
If ever a wise one there was
If ever, oh ever a wise one there was
The Creator God is one because
Because, because, because, because, because
Because of the wonderful things he does
We're off to see the Creator God
The wonderful Creator God
We're off to see the Creator God
The wonderful Creator God
We hear he is the wisest of all wisdom
If ever a wise one there was
If ever, oh, ever a wise one there was
The Creator God is one because
Because, because, because, because, because
Because of the wonderful things he does
We're off to see the Creator God
The wonderful Creator God :yahoo:
Comin' for to carry me home;
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Comin' for to carry me home.
I looked over Jordan,
And what did I see,
Comin' for to carry me home,
A band of angels comin' after me,
Comin' for to carry me home.
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Comin' for to carry me home;
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Comin' for to carry me home.
If you get there before I do,
Comin' for to carry me home,
Tell all my friends I'm comin' too,
Comin' for to carry me home.
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Comin' for to carry me home;
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Comin' for to carry me home.
Sometimes I'm up, sometimes I'm down
Comin' for to carry me home
But still my soul feels heavenly bound
Comin' for to carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot
Comin' for to carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot
Comin' for to carry me home.
