Our Singing Country
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i Oh, de hearse keep a-rollin5 somebody to de graveyard. Oh, de hearse keep a-rollin? somebody to de graveyard. Oh, de hearse keep a-rollin5 somebody to de graveyard. O Lord, I feel like my time ain't long.
2 Oh, my mother outrun me, an5 she gone on to glory,
3 Oh, hush cryin5, Mary, you'll see your brother,
4 Lord, I know I'll see him resurrection mornin5,
5 Oh, look a-here, Mary, I am the resurrection mornin5,
6 Oh, the bell keep a-tonin?, somebody is dyin?,
7 Oh, my father outrun me, an' he gone on to glory,
8 Oh, my brother outrun me, an' he gone on to glory, |
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IF I GOT MY TICKET, CAN I RIDE?
g. No. 209. Jim Boyd and Percy Ridge, Huntsville, Texas, 1934. See Boa, No. 76.
Now wait till I fut on my gosfel shoes, Gwine to walk about heaven an} tote de news. When I gits to heaven gwine take my stand, Gwine to rassle with my Lord like a natchal man.
Two milk-white horses side by side. Me an* my Jesus gwine take an evenin* ride; Gwine to argy wid de Father an} chatter wid de Son, Talk about de old world I come fum. |
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