| lyric | 1. The Gospeltrain’s acomin’,
I hear it just at han’,
I hear the car wheels rollin’,
an’ rumblin’ thru the lan’.
2. I hear the train acomin’,
Acomin’ round the curve,
She’s loosen’d all her steam an’ breakes,
she’s strainin’ every nerve.
3. The fare is cheap and all can go.
The rich and poor are there,
No second class aboard this train,
no differnce in the fare.
Get on board, little children,
There’s room for many a more.
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Get on board, little children, get on board,
there’s room for many a more.
1. The Gospel train’s acoming,
I hear it just at hand,
I hear the car wheels rolling
and rumbling through the land.
2. I hear teh bell und whistle,
she’s coming round the curve,
she’s playing all her steam und ow’r
and straining every nerve.
3. She’s nearing now the station:
O sinner don’t be vain,
but come and get your ticket
and be ready for the train.
4. The fare is cheap and all can go,
the rich und poor are there,
no second class aboard this train,
no diffrence in the fare.
5. No signal for another train,
to follow on the line:
O sinner, you’re for ever lost,
if once you’re left behind. |