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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bradford Loomis
Bradford Loomis
Acoustic Guitar
Jon Skaggs
Jon Skaggs
Drums
Justin Glasco
Justin Glasco
Bass Guitar
Pauline Wick
Pauline Wick
Background Vocals
Steven Solomon
Steven Solomon
Resonator Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bradford Pierson Loomis
Bradford Pierson Loomis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jon Skaggs
Jon Skaggs
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

The suns still rising in the summer sky, but I'll be sweating in this field till the day that I die They done tore my flesh down to my bones, took my brother right from our home And worked my poor little mama into the ground Moses said let my people go, but I ain't seen nothing to give me hope, oh no All of God's children in a foreign land, Pharaoh ruling with an iron hand And there ain't no freedom that can be found Did you ever hear that thunderin' sound, did you ever hear that thunderin' sound Did you ever hear that thunderin' sound, means the train is coming to take you home Did you ever hear that whistle blow, like a trumpet sound calling you to go You ain't gonna follow the river shore or set out underneath the drinking gourd Your chariot awaits you better get on board It was then I heard it clear as day, it was then I heard him callin' my name It was then I heard ol' St. Peter callin' my name, I'm gonna get on that train to the promised land Oooh
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