You May Bury Me in the East




You may bury me in the East
You may bury me in the West
But Ill hear the trumpet sound in a-tat morning
In-a that morning, my Lord
How I long to go
For to hear the trumpet sound in-a that morning

In that dreadful Judgement day
Well take wings and fly away
But Ill hear the trumpet sound in a-tat morning
In-a that morning, my Lord
How I long to go
For to hear the trumpet sound in-a that morning

Good old Christians, in that day
Well take wings and fly away
For to hear the trumpet sound in a-tat morning
In-a that morning, my Lord
How I long to go
For to hear the trumpet sound in-a that morning