Death Came a Knockin' (Travelin' Shoes) - Live

Oh, you know that
You know that

You know that death come knockin' on my mother's door
Singin', "Come on, mama, ain't you ready to go?"
And my mother stooped down, buckled up her shoes
And she moved on down by the Jordan stream
And then she shout, "Hallelujah, done, done my duty
Got on my travelin' shoes"

Oh now, death come knockin' on my sister's door
Singin', "Come on, sister, ain't you ready to go?"
And my sister stooped down, buckled up her shoes
And she moved on down by the Jordan stream
And then she shout, "Hallelujah, done, done my duty
Got on my travelin' shoes"

Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Oh

I know that death come knockin' on my brother's door
Singin', "Come on, brother, ain't you ready to go?"
And my brother stooped down, buckled up his shoes
And he moved on down by the Jordan stream
And then he shout, "Hallelujah, done, done my duty
Got on my travelin' shoes," oh-eh

Dam-dam-dam, eh-eh
Eh!
Dam-dam-dam, eh-eh
Eh, eh-oh-ah

Death came knockin' on my preacher's door
Singin', "Come on, preacher, ain't you ready to go?"
And my preacher stooped down, buckled up his shoes
And he moved on down by the Jordan stream
And then he shout, "Hallelujah, done, done my duty
Got on my travelin' shoes"

And, oh now, death comes knockin' on my front door
Sayin', "Come on, sister, ain't you ready to go?"
I'm gonna stoop right down, buckle up my shoes
I'm gonna move on down by the Jordan stream
And then I'll shout, "Hallelujah, done, done my duty
Got on my travelin' shoes"

Bass let me hear you now

Oh now, death comes knockin' on my front door
Singin', "Come on, sister, ain't you ready to go?"
I'm gonna stoop right down, buckle up my shoes
I'm gonna move on down by the Jordan stream
And then I'll shout, "Hallelujah, done, done my duty
Got on my travelin' shoes"

Whoo!
That was okay
This is something I kinda sing in the blues
You know this one, right? Yeah? Okay



Credits
Writer(s): Trad, Ruthie Foster, Cyd Cassone
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