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In this cloudy sky overhead nowThere's no guiding star I can seeAnd I would be lost by each wild tempest tossedOh, if I didn't know of a place we two can goThere's a little cabin in the sky, MisterFor me and for youI feel that it's true somehowCan't you see that cabin in the sky, MisterAn acre or two of heavenly blue to plowWe will be oh so gayEat fried chicken every dayAs the angels go sailing byAnd that is why my heart is flyin' high, Mister'Cause I know we'll have a cabin in the skyWe will be oh so gayEat fried chicken every dayAs the angels go sailing byThat is why my heart is flying high, baby'Cause I know we'll have a cabin in the sky Aus Songtexte Mania