Randy Travis & The Blind Boys of Alabama

Well, well, well, well
I looked over yonder and what I see
Seems like a chariot coming after me
Swing low, sweet chariot, coming to carry me home.

Why don't you swing down chariot, stop and let me ride
Swing down chariot, stop and let me ride
Rock me, Lord, rock me, Lord, calm and easy
I've got a home on the other side.

Swing, swing, swing
Well, Ezekiel was out in the middle of the field
He said he saw an angel with a chariot wheel
He wasn't too particular about the chariot wheel
He just wanted to see how a chariot feels.

Why don't you swing down chariot, stop and let me ride
Swing down chariot, stop and let me ride
Rock me, Lord, rock me, Lord, calm and easy
I've got a home on the other side.

Swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing
Well, Ezekiel went down and he got on board
The chariot went bumping on down the road
Zeke wasn't particular about the bumpin' of the road
He just wanted to lay down his heavy load.

Why don't you swing down chariot, stop and let me ride
Swing down chariot, stop and let me ride
Rock me, Lord, rock me, Lord, calm and easy
I've got a home on the other side.

Well, I got a Father in the promised land
And I ain't stopping till I shake His hand
Rock me, Lord, rock me, Lord, calm and easy
I got a home on the other side.

Swing down, sweet chariot, stop and let me ride
Swing down chariot, stop and let me ride
Rock me, Lord, rock me, Lord, calm and easy
I've got a home on the other side...




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