Chorus
Swing low, sweet chariot,
coming for to carry me home;
swing low, sweet chariot,
coming for to carry me home.
1 I looked over Jordan, and what did I see,
coming for to carry me home?
A band of angels coming after me,
coming for to carry me home. Chorus
2 If you get there before I do,
coming for to carry me home;
tell all my friends I'm coming too,
coming for to carry me home. Chorus
3 I'm sometimes up, I'm sometimes down,
coming for to carry me home;
but still my soul feels heavenly bound,
coming for to carry me home.