โหลดเพลง mp3 I Will Move on up a Little Higher - Mahalia Jackson

I Will Move on up a Little Higher - Mahalia Jackson (玛哈利亚-杰克森)
One a-these mornings

Soon one morning

I'm gonna lay down my cross
Get me a crown

Soon one evening

Late in the evening

Late in the evening
I'm going home live on high

Soon as my feet strike Zion

Lay down my heavy burden

Put on my robe in glory

Going home one day and tell my story

I've been coming over hills and mountain

Gonna drink from the Christian fountain

You know all of God's sons and daughters that morning

Will drink that ole healing water
And we gonna live on forever

We gonna live on forever

We gonna live on up in glory after awhile

O Lord I'm going outside to sing and bugle

March all around God's altar

Gonna walk and never get tired

Gonna fly Lord and never falter

I'm gonna move up a little higher

Gonna meet Old man Daniel

Gonna move on up a little higher

Gonna meet the Hebrew children

Gonna move on up a little higher

Gonna meet Paul and Samuel

Gonna move on up a little higher

Gonna meet my friends and kindred

Gonna move on up a little higher

Gonna meet my loving mother

I'm gonna move on up a little higher

Gonna meet the Lily of the Valley

I'm gonna feast with the Rose of Sharon

It will be always howdy howdy

Will be always howdy howdy

Will be always howdy howdy
And never goodbye

O will you be there

Early one morning

Will you be there

Somewhere 'round the altar
Will you be there
O when the angels shall call the roll

God knows I'll be waiting

Yes I'll be watching somewhere 'round the altar

Well I'll be waiting
O at the beautiful yes golden gates

Well well

Soon as my feet strike Zion

Gonna lay down my heaven burden

I'm gonna put on my robe in glory
I'm going home one day and tell my story

I've been coming over hills and mountain

I'm gonna drink from the Christian fountain

You know all of God's sons and daughters that morning
Will drink that 'ole healing water

Meet me there early one morning

Meet me there somewhere 'round the altar
Meet me there
O when the angels shall call God's roll