George Washington Carver: an American biography

Oh, Mary, don’t you weep!

I was young when I begun

The young lambs must find the way

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child

A long ways from home

The trumpet sounds within my soul

That promised land where all is peace

And the walls came tumblin’ down

On my way to the kingdom land

Let my people go

My knees got acquainted with the hillsides too

We are climbing Jacob’s ladder

Way over yonder in the harvest fields

Go tell it on the mountain

Then why not every man?

The dungeon shook and the chains fell off

I heard from heaven today

Down came the heavenly manna

Go tell doubting Thomas

Let us break bread together

The hind wheel runs by faith

To see how the end will be

There is a balm in Gilead

Epilogue: coming for to carry me home.