Текст песни: Angel Gabriel + перевод

Oh my soul, my soul, I’m bound for to rest

In the arms of the angel Gabriel

And I’ll climb up the hill and look to the west

I’m crossing over Jordan to the land

And I’ll sit me down in my old armchair

People, I will not be tired

And though Satan may speak, I will take my ease

As I warm myself up the fire

And I’ll shout and I’ll dance

And I’ll rise up early in the morning

I will rise and rub my sleepy eyes

When Gabriel comes blowing on his horn

Oh my soul, my soul, I’m bound for to rest

I’ll rest just as sure as I am born

And I’ll sing like a blackbird sitting in its nest

When Gabriel comes blowing on his horn

And I’ll throw my clothes up on the shore

New garments I will have to wear

And I’ll have new shoes and never get the blues

The angels will come and curl my hair

And I’ll shout and I’ll dance

And I’ll rise up early in the morning

I will rise and rub my sleepy eyes

When Gabriel comes blowing on his horn

I won’t weep when it’s time for me to leave

I’ll pack up my bandbox and go

Goodbye old friends, there isn’t time to grieve

I’m moving up to glory very slow

And I’ll eat my meals three times a day

You bet your life, I will not be late

And I’ll have lots of fun when all you people come

'Cause I’m gonna take the tickets at the gate

And I’ll shout and I’ll dance

And I’ll rise up early in the morning

I will rise and rub my sleepy eyes

When Gabriel comes blowing on his horn

When Gabriel comes blowing on his horn

When Gabriel comes blowing on his horn

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