(Hank Locklin)

(When the gates swing wide on the other side just beyond the sunset sea
There'll be room to spare as we enter there there'll be room for you and for me
For the gates are wide on the other side where the flowers ever bloom
On the right hand on the left hand fifty miles of elbow room.)

Twelve hundred miles it's length and breadth that four square city stands
It's gem set walls of Jasper shine they're not made by human hands
One hundred miles it's gates are wide in that great city fair
With fifty miles of elbow room on other side to spare.

(When the gates swing wide on the other side just beyond the sunset sea
There'll be room to spare as we enter there there'll be room for you and for me
For the gates are wide on the other side where the flowers ever bloom
On the right hand on the left hand fifty miles of elbow room.)

That four square city I shall see when dawn will fall in time
Sometimes it seems I almost hear the bells of glory chime
This will be mine when I shall pass into that city fair
With fifty miles of elbow room on other side to spare.

(When the gates swing wide on the other side just beyond the sunset sea
There'll be room to spare as we enter there there'll be room for you and for me
For the gates are wide on the other side where the flowers ever bloom
On the right hand on the left hand fifty miles of elbow room.)

Sometimes I'm cramped and crowded here and long for elbow room
I long to reach for altitude where the fair all flowers bloom
This will be mine when I shall pass beyond the gates so fair
With fifty miles of elbow room on either side to spare.

(When the gates swing wide on the other side just beyond the sunset sea
There'll be room to spare as we enter there there'll be room for you and for me
For the gates are wide on the other side where the flowers ever bloom
On the right hand on the left hand fifty miles of elbow room.)

On the right hand on the left hand fifty miles of elbow room...