words to a song we used to sing

[forgiven2]

I have been looking for the words to an old old song. We used to sing it. We had the words written down on a paper in my husbands guitar case, but it got stolen a few years ago.
The name of it is "I'm Going To Heaven." The chorus is I'm going to heaven, I'm going there when I die. I'm going to heaven in the sweet by and by. So angel take an order, for a mansion and a crown. And in that book up yonder, please write my full name down.
Up there, there'll be no        , no rent we'll have to pay, the deed is for the mansion, we'll hear the angels say. No washing and no mending, no clothes to look threadbare, I'm homesick now for heaven, how I wish that I were there.
The second verse is something like, we'll meet the old time pilgrims in fellowship and prayer, drink grapejuice from the vine
This is all I can remember. Some members of our chuch had heard it and looked for the words, but no one could find it. I would appreciate it if someone could contact me if you know them.Thank you.

[Soldier4Christ]

That sounds like a medley of several different songs. Some of the phrases can be found in "Homesick for Heaven" others can be found in "Heaven" by the Supertones. Yet there are others phrases that I can't seem to find in any song. Maybe those were written to meld the others together??

[Rev. Belch]

Yes I've heard that song when I was a bit younger. I'll see if I can search the web and get the words for you

[Mwolfe]

Just saw your post and was hunting for the same song.... and here's what I found:

They tell me of a city that's just beyond the sky
They say the population will never ever die
There we shall walk with Jesus upon the streets of gold
I'm homesick now for heaven and I wish that I could go.
 
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I'm going to heaven.  I'm going there when I die.
I'm going to heaven in the sweet sweet bye and bye.
So angels take my order for a mansion and a crown
And in that book up yonder, please write my full name down.
 
We never shall be hungry within that happy clime
We'll eat the hidden manna, drink grape juice from the vine.
We'll meet the old-time pilgrims in fellowship and prayer
I'm homesick now for heaven and I wish that I were there.
 
And there will be no taxes, no rent we'll have to pay.
This deed is for your mansion, we'll hear the angels say.
No washing and no mending, no clothes to look threadbare.
We'll have a snow-white garment of righteousness to wear.   

Hope this helps!