[1] Everybody is [4] wondering what and [5] where they all came [1] from
Everybody is [4] worrying 'bout where they're gonna [5] go when the whole thing's [1] done
But no one knows for [4] certain and so it's [1] all the same to [4] me
[1] I think I'll just [5] let the mystery [1] be

Some say once you're gone you're gone forever and some say you're gonna come back
Some say you rest in the arms of the Savior if in sinful ways you lack
Some say that they're coming back in a garden bunch of carrots and little sweet peas
I think I'll just let the mystery be

Some say they're going to a place called glory and I ain't saying it ain't a fact
But I've heard that I'm on the road to purgatory and I don't like the sound of that
I believe in love and I live my life accordingly
But I choose to let the mystery be