Go rest high on that mountain - Vince Gill

I know your life on earth was troubled
and only you could know the pain.
You weren't afraid to face the devil.
You're no stranger to the rain.
Go rest high on that mountain.
Son your work on earth is done.
Go to Heaven a shoutin.
Love for the father and the son.
Oh, How we cried the day you left us.
We gathered round your grave to greive.
I wish I could see the angels' faces,
When they hear your sweet voice sing.
Go rest high on that mountain.
Son your work on earth is done.
Go to Heaven a shoutin.
Love for the father and the son.
Go to Heaven a shoutin.