Oh my soul, my soul, I'm bound for to rest In the arms of the angel GabrielAnd I'll climb up the hill and look to the west I'm crossing over Jordan to the landAnd I'll sit me down in my old armchair People, I will not be tiredAnd though Satan may speak I will take my easeAs I warm myself up by the fire And I'll shout and I'll danceAnd I'll rise up early in the morning I will rise above my sleepy eyesWhen Gabriel comes blowin' on his hornOh my soulMy soul, I'm bound for to rest I'll rest just as sure as I am bornAnd I'll sing like a blackbird sittin' in its nestWhen Gabriel comes blowin' on his horn And I'll throw my clothes upon the shoreNew garments I will have to wearAnd I'll have new shoes and never get the bluesThe angels will come and curl my hairOh my soul, my soul, I'm bound for to rest I'll rest just as sure as I am bornAnd I'll shout and I'll dance And I'll rise up early in the morningI will rise above my sleepy eyes When Gabriel comes blowin' on his hornI won't weep when it's time for me to leave I'll pack up my band box and goGoodbye old friends, there isn't time to grieveI'm moving up to glory very slowAnd I'll eat my meals three times a dayYou bet your life I will not be lateAnd I'll have lots of fun when all you people comeCause I'm gonna take the tickets at the gateAnd I'll shout and I'll danceAnd I'll rise up early in the morningI will rise above my sleepy eyesWhen Gabriel comes blowing on his hornWhen Gabriel comes blowing on his hornWhen Gabriel comes blowing on his horn