They grow to be as big as whales; I’m gwine home.
For I’ve got a home out yonder, &c.
There’s sin and folly everywhere, few days—few days;
Enough to make old Satan stare: I’m gwine home.
I’ll sing my parting song once more, few days—few days;
And then I’ll pass o’er Jordan’s shore; I’m gwine home.
For I’ve got a home out yonder, &c.
The Other Side of Jordan.
David had a banjo, and he kept it strung,