| 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, |