My grandfather lived by the book all his life On rich-bottomed land with twelve kids and a wife He never saw tv nor rode a jet plane But he knew that heaven was holding his claim Wings in the morning and license to fly Straight to the portals of nevermore die Nevermore pain in them old aching bones Wings in the morning to carry us home The salt of the earth yet with faith in the lord They all got together in that one accord And what could be greater than god's guarantee That man could have heaven for eternity? Rocks in the road and we stumble and fall Light's getting low so we can't see at all But i promise you on that gettin' up day Wings in the morning and we'll fly away