Let Me Ride in Your Big Cadillac

Let me ride in your big Cadillac, Lord Jesus
 Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac
 I can see the pearly gates
 Where the angels wait
 Standin' all around your big Cadil-lac
 Won't you take me by the hand
 Lead me to the promised land
 And let me ride in your big Cadil-lac
 Let me ride in your big Cadillac, Lord Jesus
 Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac
 Does St. Peter know
 That I want to go
 For a ride in your big Cadil-lac
 Ride those streets paved with gold
 Where no-body will grow old
 Ridin in the back of your big Cadil-lac
 Let me ride in your big Cadillac, Lord Jesus
 Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac
 Let me ride in your big Cadillac, Lord Jesus
 Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac
 In my mansion so grand
 I can hear an angel band
 And see the keys to your big Cadil-lac
 I'm so tired of walking around
 Let me hear your trumpet sound
 And let me ride in your big Cadil-lac
 Let me ride in your big Cadillac, Lord Jesus
 Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac
 Have you traded in your cross
 To God the Father God the Lost?
 Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac
 Let me ride in your big Cadillac, Lord Jesus
 Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac
 Let me ride in your big Cadillac, Lord Jesus
 Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac