by Eric Clapton. . I have finally found a way to live just like I never could before.. I know that I don't have much to give, but I can open any door..
Mmm, mmm, mmm. O come all ye faithful. Joyful and triumphant. O come ye. O come ye to Bethlehem. Come and behold him. Born the king of angels. . O come let us adore him.
I looked over Jordan and what did i see?. Commin' for to carry me home. There was a band of angels, a-commin after me. Commin' for to carry me home. .
Well, I looked over Jordan and what did I see. Comin' for to carry me home. A band of angels comin' after me. Comin' for to carry me home.. . Swing low, sweet chariot.
Swing low, sweet chariot. Comin' for to carry me home. Swing low, sweet chariot. Comin' for to carry me home. . I looked over Jordan and what did I see?.
I have finally found a way to live. Just like I never could before. I know that I don't have much to give. But I can open any door. . Everybody knows the secret.
Swing low, sweet chariot. Comin' for to carry me home. Swing low, sweet chariot. Comin' for to carry me home. . I looked over Jordan and what did I see.