Swing Low

Swing low, sweet chariot
 Comin' for to carry me home
 Swing low, sweet chariot
 Comin' for to carry me home
 When I went to the doctor,
 The docter he said,
 Comin' for to carry me home
 He got a big old rock
 He rolls around in your head
 Comin' for to carry me home
 Well, went to the hospital
 Under the night
 Comin' for the carry me home
 Well, the nurse cried out,
 We done lost this young boy's life
 Comin' for to carry me home
 Mama, sing
 Swing low, sweet chariot
 Comin' for to carry me home
 Swing low, sweet chariot
 Comin' for to carry me home
 When I got up to Heaven
 I mean the, the pearly gate
 Comin' for to carry me home
 Well, Saint Peter up above me
 Said son ya gotta learn how to wait
 Comin' for to carry me home
 When I woke up the next mornin'
 Hear the sweet little sound
 Comin' for to carry me home
 Well, I woke up the next mornin'
 I was six feet underground
 Comin' for to carry me home
 And I could hear the preacher
 Singin' in his futile tone
 Comin' for to carry me home
 And I screamed out to the Lord,
 Don't let me die here all alone
 Comin' for to carry me home
 Swing low, sweet chariot
 Comin' for to carry me home
 Swing low, swing low, sweet chariot
 Comin' for to carry me home
 Yeah...
 Now it's comin' for to carry me home
 Yes, it was
 Comin' for to carry me home
 Yes...
 Comin' for to carry me home