I could hear them singing like they are gonna fall out   Raising hands and hoping,    singing, bringing in the sheets soldiers marching by   I want to go there when I die      Eyes open wide like a little boy I wonder   I could hear them shout, I could hear them rumble   Pass the plate and raise the spirits high   I want to go there when I die      Will I read the bible I wear out my knees my keens   And sing 'till my heart goes weary   Surely will he hear me, poor sinner    I want to go there when I die      Well don't you follow me, no, I'll be followed by    Every step I take leads me two behind   Harder suffering be my only way to fly   I want to go there when I die