Ol' Jim

Ol' Jim is dead, my Lawd,

Ol' Jim, he died.

An' he'll be standin', Lawd,

Right by yo' side.

O Lawd, he's a singer,

An' he's a dancer too.

So bring out dem golden harps,

He'll sing an' dance fer you!

Give him a chance, my Lawd,

Give him a chance.

He'll make yo' shinin' stars

To sing an' dance.

O ol' Jim is dead, my Lawd,

Ol' Jim, he died.

Now he's a-comin', Lawd,

Right up to yo' side!

Lawd, see him where he stan',

Close to Jordan's shore.

O Lawd, take him by the han',

Bid him weep no more!