Swing Low, Sweet Chariot,
coming for to carry me home;
Swing Low, Sweet Chariot,
coming for to carry me home.
I looked over Jordan, and what did I see,
Coming for to carry me home?
A band of angels coming after me,
Coming for to carry me home.
Swing Low, Sweet Chariot,
coming for to carry me home;
Swing Low, Sweet Chariot,
coming for to carry me home.
Well, I'm sometimes up and I'm sometimes down,
Coming for to carry me home;
but my soul is always homeward bound,
Coming for to carry me home.
Swing Low, Sweet Chariot,
coming for to carry me home;
Swing Low, Sweet Chariot,
coming for to carry me home.
If you get there before I do
Coming for to carry me home;
Tell all my friends that I'm acoming home too,
Coming for to carry me home.
Swing Low, Sweet Chariot,
coming for to carry me home;
Swing Low, Sweet Chariot,
coming for to carry me home.
