I call ye cabin neighbors   I call you once my friends   But I trust when you labor   And put my head to rest      But I was on the hatch   I was on the avalanche   And I had found my match   I was on the floor      I took a train from Virginia   To Illinois, my home   He said “I knew you had it in you"   A mind to make its own      But I was on the hatch   Riding on the avalanche   I tried to take it back   I was on the floor      Come on, Stone!   Come on, Star!   Come on, Snow!   Come on, Car!   Come on, Hands!   Come on, Feet!   Come on, Face!   Come on, Street!   Come on, State!   Come on, Song!   Move it fast! (Take it up)   Move it along! (The Ohio River)   Come on, Life! (Take it up)   Come on, Lord! (Take it over)   Make it right! (To the Mississippi)   Make it Yours!