HOW I GOT OVER


How I got over,
How I got over, my Lord
And my soul looked back and wondered
How I got over, my Lord

The tallest tree in Paradise
The Christians call it tree of life
And my soul looked back and wondered
How I got over, my Lord

Lord, Iíve been Ďbuked and Iíve been scorned
And Iíve been talked Ďbout as sure as youíre born
And my soul looked back and wondered
How I got over, my Lord

Oh, Jordanís river is so chilly and cold
It will chill your body but not your soul
And my soul looked back and wondered
How I got over, my Lord

 

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