and finally, to "I got a robe":

Allah (God)'s chilluns got wings

1. I got wings; you got wings;
   Allah (God)'s chilluns got wings!
   When we get to hebben gonna
   
   strap on our wings'n gonna
   
   flap round Allah (God)'s hebben.
   
   Hebben, hebben.
   
   Everybody talkin' 'bout hebben ain't* goin' dere,
   
   Hebben, hebben.
   
   Gonna zoom through Allah (God)'s hebben.



2. I got wingtips; you got wingtips;
   Allah (God)'s chilluns got wingtips!
   When we get to hebben gonna
   
   put on our wingtips, gonna
   
   waltz all over Allah (God)'s hebben.
   
   Hebben, hebben.
   
   Everybody talkin' 'bout hebben ain't* goin' dere,
   
   Hebben, hebben.
   
   Gonna prance through Allah (God)'s hebben.

* * it's just a song; my personal belief is that, ultimately, heaven is for all. If you are uncomfortable with the exclusivity of the song as written, try substituting "be" for "ain't".

Okay, so you try sitting in front of a mosque all by your lonesome from midnight to six am and see what it does to your creative juices! ;-)

Liland

PS: I'll admit I also sang a lot of Christian hymns that morning (mainly "Come Away to the Skies", "Come, O thou Traveler Unknown", "His Voice as the Sound of the Dulcimer Sweet", and "How Firm a Foundation", plus several runs through as many verses of Abdul Abulbul Amir as I could recollect. But I had to get off my butt and go down on the public sidewalk to sing the overtly Christian stuff, so as not to violate the intent of the sign over the door (see link above).