This World is Not My Home

Please sing this song, to memorise of our childhood. But the song is still fresh up to our aged.


This World is Not My Home
recorded by Jim Reeves
written by Mary Reeves and Albert E. Brumley

C                             F              C
This world is not my home I'm just a passing through
                         D7                   G7
My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue
    C                F                  C
The angels beckon me from heaven's open door
                                 G7       C
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore
 
                   F                   C
Oh Lord you know I have no friend like you
                             D7               G7
If heaven's not my home then Lord what will I do
    C                     F             C
The angels beckon me from heaven's open door
                                 G7       C
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore
 
                            F             C
I have a loving mother just over in Glory land
                           D7                G7
And I don't expect to stop until I shake her hand
      C                     F             C
She's waiting now for me in heaven's open door
                                 G7       C
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore
 
                        F          C
Just over in Glory land we'll live eternally
                         D7           G7
The saints on every hand are shouting victory
      C                        F                        C
Their songs of sweetest praise drift back from heaven's shore
                                 G7       C
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore