Blues in Dallas

Will I see you there when that final trumpet blows?
 Will I see you there when that final trumpet blows?
 If I don't see you there, I will run a comb through my hair
 And I will wait, I will wait, I will wait
 Will you walk on in when the angel summons you?
 Will you walk on in when the angel summons you?
 If I don't see you go, I will let the minions flow
 And I will wait, I will wait, I will wait
 Down in Dealey Plaza, the tourists mill about
 Down in Dealey Plaza, the tourists mill about
 And I am far from where we live, and I have not learned how to forgive
 But I will wait, I will wait, I will wait