Yeah, I've never been to Paris In the spring or the fall I've never been to India To the Taj Mahal, oh no, no I've never been to Switzerland, no, no See the winter games play But, ooh, I've never been to New Orleans on Carnival or Mardi Gras day, yeah Never been to London On a foggy day But, ooh, I've never been To hear a Ghandala play If I can only make it to heaven That will be good enough for me Because heaven is the place Where I want to be I've never been to Paris In the spring or the fall I've never been to India To the Taj Mahal I've never been to Switzerland, no, no, no See the winter games play Ooh, I've never been to New Orleans on Carnival or Mardi Gras day, yeah I've never been to London On a foggy day But, ooh, I've never been To hear a Ghandala play, no, no All I wanna do is make it to heaven That will be good enough for me Because heaven is the place Where I got to be, Lord, Lord, oh yeah, yeah I'm talkin' about Heaven, where the streets are made of gold Heaven, where a saint can soothe his weary soul Heaven, I sit down in the crystal seat Heaven, yeah, ooh That will, that will, that will That will, that will, that will Listen to the Lord talkin' So that's why I see you struggle A long, long, long time But I see here by your record You've been doing just fine I see the way you fought the devil on Ivory hill Say, listen hear, man, you're what I call A good Christian man Hey, that will be good enough for me Yeah, that will be good enough for me, ooh, ooh