Everybody's wondering what and where they all came from Everybody's worrying 'bout where they're gonna go When the whole thing's done Nobody knows for certain And so it's all the same to me I think I'll just let the mystery be Some say once gone, you're gone forever Some say you're gonna come back Some say you rest in the arms of the Savior If in sinful ways you lack Some say that they're comin' back in a garden Bunch of carrots and little sweet peas I think I'll just let the mystery be Some say they're going to place called Glory And I ain't sayin' it ain't a fact But I've heard that I'm on the road to purgatory And I don't like the sound of that I believe in love and I live my life accordingly But I choose to let the mystery be