The Martins
The Martins
The Martins
The Martins
The Martins
The Martins
The Martins
The Martins
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So high, so wide, so low
So high, you can't get over it
So wide, you can't get around it
So low, you can't get under it
You must come in at the door
So high, you can't get over it
So wide, you can't get around it
So low, you can't get under it
You must come in at the door
I went down in the valley
I did not go to stay
But my soul got so happy
I just stayed there all day
I went down in the valley
I did not go to stay
But my soul got so happy
I just stayed there all day
So high, you can't get over it
So wide, you can't get around it
So low, you can't get under it
You must come in at the door, whoo!
So high, so wide, so low
I've never been to heaven
Oh, but I've been told
The gates are made of pearl
And the streets are purest gold
It's so high
(You can't get over it)
It's so wide
It's so low
You must come in at the door
It's so, so high, you can't get over it
So wide
It's so low
You must come in at the door
You must come in at the door
You must come in the door, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
So High was written by Traditional.
So High was produced by Robert White Johnson.