My parents tell me every day
One day you’ll get going
You’ll leave us and go your way
Near then we’d be up high

Somewhere and on earth you’d never
See us again
Son be good and spread good
Well, that is what we aim for

And until we’d be
Up in the skies
Show us what we want son
Don’t show us shame and leave us shame

Son, we want you best
To help the rest
And your country above
Flying, its flag in pride

Son, you are our last chance
For us to enter heaven fast
No cruel hell we’d be going through
Son, we have trust in you

Follow your faith
And abide by it
Don’t sin or do
Anything god hates

And near then you’d be up there
With us dancing in the air
Having fun and what a blast
Son, this is what we wanted to be done