Lyrics:

In that morning
I wanna be walking
I wanna be walking on,
I wanna be walking on to glory.
On my horizons I can see the
City lights a-shining
Shining like diamonds
Lord, I believe, I'm coming home.

Guitar
You gotta help me now


So I looked for the light in the words of St Matthew
Took a heed of the call to come and congregate
I got me a ticket for that Gospel train,
But, Lord, I got to the station just a little too late.
Into the night I went looking for angels
Only to find I was walking alone
Searching the line for some sign of salvation, Lord,
But I found none.

Mississippi Guitar
You gotta help me now
Some brother some sister somebody
You gotta help me now.


(I was burning / I buried) my bible at the back of the bar-room
I bought me a bottle. Jukebox played Jerry Lee.
Stumbled and Staggered in the heat of the moonshine,
Whole Lotta Shakin' Goin On in me.
Up in the skies, thunder was rolling.
The river was running to red down below.
I'm gonna raise up my hands in some sweet supplica
Oh, it's a-coming, it's a-coming on strong.

So help me now
You gotta help me now

Gospel music gonna set me free


In that morning Watch me now
I'm gonna be walking
I'm gonna be walking on,
I'm gonna be walking on to glory.
On my horizons I can see the
City lights a-shining
Shining like diamonds
Lord, I believe it now, I'm coming home.