Move On Up A Little Higher, Pt.1 (Alt. Take) - Mahalia Jackson

One a-these mornings

Soon one morning

I’m gonna lay down my cross

Get me a crown

Soon one evening

Late in the evening

Late in the evening

I’m going home to live on high

Soon as my feet strike Zion

Lay down my heavy burdens

Put on my robe in Glory

Goin' home, one day, and tell my story

I been climbing over hills and mountains

Gonna drink from the Christian fountain

You know, all a-God's sons and daughters, that morning

Will be drinking that ol' healing water

And we gonna live on forever

We gonna live on forever

We gonna live on, up in Glory after while

I’m goin out sight-seeing in Buelah

March all around God’s alter

Gonna walk and never get tired

Gonna fly, Lord, and never faulter

I’m gonna move up a little higher

Gonna meet ol' man Daniel

I’m gonna move up a little higher

Gonna meet the Hebrew Children

I’m gonna move up a little higher

Gonna meet Paul and Silas

I’m gonna move on up a little higher

Gonna meet my friends and kindred

I’m gonna move on up a little higher

Gonna meet my loving mother

I’m gonna move on up a little higher

Gonna meet that Lily of the Valley

I’m gonna feast with the Rose of Sharon

It will be always howdy howdy

It will be always howdy howdy

It will be always howdy howdy

And never goodbye

Oh, will you be there early one morning

Will you be there, somewhere 'round God’s alter

Will you be there, oh, when the angels shall call God’s roll

God knows I’ll be waiting, hmmm

Yes, I’ll be watching somewhere 'round God’s alter

Well, I’ll be waiting, oh, at the beautiful, yes, golden gates

Well, well, soon as my feet strike Zion

Gonna lay down my heavy burdens

Gonna put on my robe in Glory

I’m going home, one day, tell my story

I been climbing over hills and mountains

I’m gonna drink from the Christian fountain

You know all God, God’s sons and daughters that mornin'

Will drink that ol' healing water

Meet me there, early one morning

Meet me there, somewhere 'round the alter

Meet me there, oh, when the angels shall call God’s roll