In That Great Gettin' Up Mornin' Songtext

I'm gonna tell you 'bout the coming of the judgment Fare thee well, fare thee well I'm gonna tell you 'bout the coming of the judgment Fare thee well, fare thee well There's a better day a coming, fare thee well, fare thee well Yes there's a better day a coming, fare thee well, fare thee well In that great gettin' up morning, fare thee well, fare thee well In that great gettin' up morning, fare thee well, fare thee well In that great gettin' up morning, fare thee well, fare thee well In that great gettin' up morning, fare thee well, fare thee well Oh preacher fold your bible, fare thee well, fare thee well Oh preacher fold your bible, fare thee well, fare thee well For the last souls converted, fare thee well, fare thee well Yes for the last souls converted, fare thee well, fare thee well Blow your trumpet Gabriel, fare thee well, fare thee well Blow your trumpet Gabriel, fare thee well, fare thee well Lord, how loud shall I blow it, fare thee well, fare thee well Blow it right and calm and easy, fare thee well, fare thee well Do not 'larm all my people, fare thee well, fare thee well Tell them all come to the judgment, fare thee well, fare thee well Then you see that fork of lightening, fare thee well, fare thee well Then you hear that rumbling thunder, fare thee well, fare thee well Then you see dem stars a falling, fare thee well, fare thee well Then you see the world on fire, fare thee well, fare thee well Then you see dem sinners rising, fare thee well, fare thee well See 'em marching home for heaven, fare thee well, fare thee well Farewell poor sinners, fare thee well, fare thee well Farewell poor sinners, fare thee well, fare thee well