When I first heard the news That you were going down It did not make me feel that well Though in my heart, I knew That you were heaven bound Having done your time down here In hell And then, this morning At the breaking of dawn I swear I heard the closing of a door Though in my heart I know Another has opened The way it had so many times before What a beautiful day to go to heaven Oh, what a day to hear the red birds sing What a wonderful way to go to heaven Carried by angels born to meet the king Whenever I feel the fading of the light When I sense the setting of the sun In my heart I'll know that on this perfect morning From here on Earth, the master's work was done What a beautiful day to go to heaven Oh, what a day to hear the red birds sing What a wonderful way to go to heaven Carried by angels born to meet the king Carried by angels born to meet the king