Jim Reeves - This world is not my home

This ^Dworld is not my home, I'm ^Gjust a passing ^Dthrough, My ^Dtreasures are laid up, some^E7where beyond the ^Ablue. The ^Dangels beckon ^D7me from ^G7heaven's open ^Ddoor, And I ^Dcan't feel at ^B7home ^Gin this ^Dworld ^A7anym^Dore.

^DOh Lord, You know I ^Ghave no friend like ^Dyou; If ^Dheaven's not my home, then ^E7Lord, what will I ^Ado? The ^Dangels beckon ^D7me from ^G7heaven's open ^Ddoor, And I ^Dcan't feel at ^B7home ^Gin this ^Dworld ^A7anym^Dore.

I ^Dhave a loving mother, just ^Gover in Glory^Dland; And I ^Ddon't expect to stop un^E7til I shake her ^Ahand; She's ^Dwaiting now for ^D7me in ^G7heaven's open ^Ddoor, and I ^Dcan't feel at ^B7home ^Gin this ^Dworld ^A7anym^Dore.

^DOh Lord, You know I ^Ghave no friend like ^Dyou; If ^Dheaven's not my home, then ^E7Lord, what will I ^Ado? The ^Dangels beckon ^D7me from ^G7heaven's open ^Ddoor, And I ^Dcan't feel at ^B7home ^Gin this ^Dworld ^A7anym^Dore.

Just ^Dover in Gloryland we'll ^Glive eternal^Dly, The ^Dsaints on ev'ry hand are ^E7shouting victo^Ary. Their ^Dsongs of sweetest ^D7praise drift ^G7back from heaven's ^Dshore, and I ^Dcan't feel at ^B7home ^Gin this ^Dworld ^A7anym^Dore.

^DOh Lord, You know I ^Ghave no friend like ^Dyou; If ^Dheaven's not my home, then ^E7Lord, what will I ^Ado? The ^Dangels beckon ^D7me from ^G7heaven's open ^Ddoor, And I ^Dcan't feel at ^B7home ^Gin this ^Dworld ^A7anym^Dore.