Round, round I wanna go round
wanna see the rock of ages
till my body gives out
gonna read those final pages

well, my mother was gone
she told me I would meet her
on those streets of gold
I'm going there to greet her

Once my father sat down
he told me of the prophets
Matthew, Mark Luke and John
they're gone but not forgotten

Moses heard a voice
it called him up the mountain
forty days had passed
'fore Moses came a shoutin'