There's a firehouse in Heaven,
So I've heard them say.
Where everyone's on duty,
Each and every day.

When the alarm goes out,
They're the first to know.
Always first to get there,
Always do they show.

With each and every firefighter,
Quickly do they pair.
A Brother close beside you,
An Angel always there.

And in the smoke and heat,
You feel their presence near.
A feeling of confidence,
That helps calm your fear.

Occasionally they find someone
Whose heart is like their own.
And when the fire's done,
They carry him back Home.

Paid or volunteer...
It matters not to them.
It's what you have inside,
That's what gets you in.