| lyric | 1. Don't call the roll, John, Till I get there, Don’t call the roll, John, Till I get there;
O what a pity, Lord! Sin and a shame, Sinner man so hard, believe!
2. Don’t ring those chiming bells, Till I get there, Don’t ring those chiming bells, Till I get there,
3. Don’t stretch that dividing line, Till I get there, Don’t stretch that divining line, Till I get there, |