I'm gonna sing, sing, sing;
I'm gonna shout, shout, shout;
I'm gonna sing, I'm gonna shout,
Praise the Lord.
When those gates are open wide,
I'm gonna sit by Jesus side.
I'm gonna sing, I'm gonna shout,
Praise the Lord.

Swing low, sweet chariot
Comin' for to carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot
Comin' for to carry me home

Oh, when the saints go marching in,
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Lord how I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

This train is, bound for the glory, this train
This train is, bound for the glory, this train
This train is bound for the glory,
Don't carry nothin' but the righteous and holy
This train is bound for the glory, this train

I'm gonna sing, sing, sing;
I'm gonna shout, shout, shout;
I'm gonna sing, I'm gonna shout,
Praise the Lord.
When those gates are open wide,
I'm gonna sit by Jesus side.
I'm gonna sing, I'm gonna shout,
Praise the Lord.