When you reach that golden city
Friends and love you will see
When the saints come out to meet you
Oh, shake my mother's hand for me

Shake my mother's hand
And tell her happiness will there be
When the saints come out to meet you
Oh, shake my mother's hand for me

There are times I often wonder
How can all these trials be?
Time can't keep me here much longer
Oh, shake my mother's hand for me

Shake my mother's hand
And tell her happiness will there be
When the saints come out to meet you
Oh, shake my mother's hand for me

Over there you'll meet the Saviour
Many others you will see
When you'll have a talk with Jesus
Oh, shake my mother's hand for me

Shake my mother's hand
And tell her happiness will there be
When the saints come out to meet you
Oh, shake my mother's hand for me
Oh, shake my mother's hand for me