Hi-diddly-oh-diddly-ay-de-lay-hoo
Odel-ay-hoo, oh
Hi-diddly-oh-diddly-ay-de-lay-hoo
Odel-ay-hoo, odel-ay-ee
Will there be any yodeling in heaven
That is what I'd like to know
There can't be any wrong
In just singing a song
A yodel-lay-odel-ay-hoo
Yodel lay-hee yodel lay-hee yodel lay-hee-hoo
Will there be any yodeling in heaven
Lay-dee-loo-hoo
In the heavens above
Will they sing the songs you love
With a yodel-lay-odel-ay-hoo
As I climb those golden stairs way up yonder
My life's journey on this Earth is o'er
As I cross the Great Divide
Will they welcome me inside
With a yodel-lay-odel-ay-hoo
Yodel lay-hee yodel lay-hee yodel lay-hee-hoo
Will there be any yodeling in heaven
Lay-dee-loo-hoo
As I cross the Great Divide
Will they welcome me inside
With a yodel-lay-odel-ay-hoo
As I head for that last great roundup
To meet that great Ranger on high
In my heart, there'll be a song
As I greet that heavenly throng
With a yodel-lay-odel-ay-hoo
Yodel lay-hee yodel lay-hee yodel lay-hee-hoo
Will there be any yodeling in heaven
Lay-dee-loo-hoo
Will they play their harps for me
And sing old-time harmonies
While I yodel-lay-odel-ay-hoo