Bubbled to the surface of my brain...

From school bus rides, vacation trips and summer CCD classes:

Oh, you can't get to heaven
On roller skates
'Cause you'd roll right by
Those pearly gates

Oh you can't get to heaven on roller skates
'Cause you'd roll right by those pearly gates
I ain't gonna grieve my Lord no more

I ain't gonna grieve my Lord no more
I ain't gonna grieve my Lord no more
I ain't gonna grieve my Lord no more

Oh, you can't get to heaven 
In a rocking chair
'Cause a rocking chair
Won't get you there

Oh, you can't get to heaven in a rocking chair
'Cause a rocking chair won't get you there
I ain't gonna grieve my Lord no more

I ain't gonna grieve my Lord no more
I ain't gonna grieve my Lord no more
I ain't gonna grieve my Lord no more

Oh you can't get to heaven
In a limousine
'Cause the Lord don't sell
No gasoline

Oh you can't get to heaven in a limousine
'Cause the Lord don't sell no gasoline
I ain't gonna grieve my Lord no more

I ain't gonna grieve my Lord no more
I ain't gonna grieve my Lord no more
I ain't gonna grieve my Lord no more

Oh, you can't get to heaven 
In a motorcar
'Cause a motorcar
Won't go that far

Oh you can't get to heaven in a motorcar
'Cause a motorcar won't go that far
I ain't gonna grieve my Lord no more

I ain't gonna grieve my Lord no more
I ain't gonna grieve my Lord no more
I ain't gonna grieve my Lord no more

If you get there 
Before I do
Just dig a hole
And pull me through

If you get there before I do
Just dig a hole and pull me through
I ain't gonna grieve my Lord no more

I ain't gonna grieve my Lord no more
I ain't gonna grieve my Lord no more
I ain't gonna grieve my Lord no more