"Little Black Train Is A Comin'" गीत

God tole Hezykiyah
In a message from on high:
Go set yo' house in ordah,
For thou shalt sholy die.
He turned to the wall an' a weepin',
Oh! See the King in tears;
He got his bus'ness lixed all right,
God spared him fifteen years.

CHORUS

Little black train is a comin',
Get all yo' bulnm right;
Go set yo' house in ordah,
For the train may be here tonight.
Go tell that ball room lady,
All filled with worldly pride,
That little black train is-a comin',
Prepare to take a ride.
That little black train and engine
An' a little baggage car,
With idle thoughts and wicked deeds,
Must stop at the judgment bar.

There was a po' young man in darkness,
Cared not for the gospel light,
Suddenly a whistle blew
From a little black train in sight.
"Oh, death will you not spare me?
I'm just in my wicked plight.
Have mercy Lord, do hear me,
Pray come an' set me right."
But death had fixed his shackles
About his soul so tight,
Just befo' he got his bus'ness fixed,
The train rolled in that night.