(J.P. Richardson - Merle Moore) I'm going home to magic valley Where hay turns into roses I'm going home to magic valley Leaving for my home above. Now don't you cry because I'm leaving For you see I've had my day I've led the life that's not for grieving So rejoice with me and pray. For I hear my Lord telling me Put down that heavy load You'll reach your gold now follow me Come on up the golden road. --- Instrumental --- For I hear my Lord telling me Put down that heavy load You'll reach your gold now follow me Come on up the golden road...