I've been trying to find an old song that my father sang, I think it's from the thirties. The bit I can remember says:

I was passing by a churchyard in the city
When I saw a feller old and grey
With his hand outstretched he asked the folks for pity
And it made me sad to hear him say
Oh I wonder yes I wonder willthe angels way up yonder
Will the angels play their harps for me
For a million miles I've travelled and a million sights I've seen
And I'm ready for the glory soon to be
Oh I wonder yes I wonder will the angels way up yonder
Will the angels play their harps for me.

Does anyone know the rest?