Southern rockabilly meets the Negro spiritual. A happy union results.
everything: Zach Bardon. (Actually, this entire song was recorded using only one acoustic guitar. I'm rather proud of that.) (EDIT: Ok, and a harmonica.)
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fiogf49gjkf0d VERSE 1
A day is comin'
It's a comin' sure
When I leave my troubles
Leave them in this world
LIFT
Listen brethren what I say
The good Lord's comin' back for you and me someday
Hearken sisters to my words
The good Lord's comin' back of that you may be sure
CHORUS
I'm fin'lly gonna be with you sweet Jesus
I'm fin'lly gonna lay my burdens down
I'm fin'lly gonna be with you sweet Jesus
The day I get my heav'nly crown
The day I get my heav'nly crown
VERSE 2
The Master's comin'
He's a-comin' soon
Could be mornin'
Maybe afternoon
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