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