Get those white sails sailing down in Mexico
Just a whiskey glass if you ain't making a toast
Lift your tear filled eyes up to the sky
Coming home you've been gone too long
Now we're gonna raise them up
Raise them up
Black umbrellas in the pouring rain
Sunday morning comes with her amazing grace
Do you feel it as up to the sky
Death fly by say goodbye to life don't cry
Raise them up
Raise them up
Raise them up
Raise them up
Raise them up
So damn high they can hear god singing along
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa oh whoa oh
Whoa oh