Harps in heaven played for you
Played for Christ with his eyes so blue.
Played for Peter and for Paul,
But never played for me at all
Harps in heaven all made of glass,
Greener than the rainy grass.
Played for Peter and for Paul,
But never played for me at all
Harps in heaven play high, play low
Through the cold, rainy wind I go
To find my harp, as green as spring
My splintered harp without a string
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