Resurrection Home
Banjo
I’ve got a home far beyond this
world, where I will be ‘fore long
It’s streets are gold and its gates are
pearl, and I’m goin there no more to roam
When I die you can bury me, ‘neath that cold, cold ground
‘Cause this ain’t
my home and I’ll shake it free, when I rise at that trumpet sound
Many I love have gone before, I’ve helped place stones facing East
Our Lord prepared them a home in
glory, where they’re forever in perfect peace
When I die you can bury me, ‘neath that cold, cold ground
‘Cause this ain’t
my home and I’ll shake it free, when I rise at that trumpet sound
Brothers and sisters come and gather ‘round,
listen to that still small voice
Callin’ so quiet ‘fore that thunder rolls,
dear child tell me your choice
When I die you can bury me, ‘neath that cold, cold ground
‘Cause this ain’t
my home and I’ll shake it free, when I rise at that trumpet sound