Let Me Ride In Your Big Cadillac

Let me ride in your big Cadillac, Lord Jesus Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac I can see the pearly gates Where the angels wait Standin' all around your big Cadil-lac Won't you take me by the hand Lead me to the promised land And let me ride in your big Cadil-lac Let me ride in your big Cadillac, Lord Jesus Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac Does St. Peter know That I want to go For a ride in your big Cadil-lac Ride those streets paved with gold Where no-body will grow old Ridin in the back of your big Cadil-lac Let me ride in your big Cadillac, Lord Jesus Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac Let me ride in your big Cadillac, Lord Jesus Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac In my mansion so grand I can hear an angel band And see the keys to your big Cadil-lac I'm so tired of walking around Let me hear your trumpet sound And let me ride in your big Cadil-lac Let me ride in your big Cadillac, Lord Jesus Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac Have you traded in your cross To God the Father God the Lost? Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac Let me ride in your big Cadillac, Lord Jesus Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac Let me ride in your big Cadillac, Lord Jesus Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac