CHORUS:
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Coming to carry me home.
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Coming to carry me home.
I looked over Jordan and what did I see?
Coming to carry me home.
A band of angels coming after me,
Coming to carry me home.
CHORUS:
If you get to heaven before I do,
Coming to carry me home.
Tell all my friends I’m coming too,
Coming to carry me home
CHORUS:
Sometimes I’m up, sometimes I’m down,
Coming to carry me home.
Sometimes I’m almost to the ground,
Coming to carry me home.
CHORUS:
I’ve never been to heaven but I’ve been
told
Coming to carry me home.
That all the streets there are paved with gold
Coming to carry me home.
CHORUS:
I’ve lived my years in this world below,
Coming for to carry me home.
I’ve cried my tears and I’m ready to go
Coming to carry me home.
