Trouble of This World

There'll be no more weeping and wailing
No more weeping and wailing
No more weeping and wailing
I'm going home to live with God, my Lord

Well soon I will be done with the trouble of this world
I said soon I will be done with the trouble of this world
Soon I will be done with the trouble of this world
I'm going home to live with God, my Lord

Well I'm going up to see my mother
I'm gonna shake her loving hand
I'm gonna tell her all about my troubles
As I've been travelling through this land

Soon I'm gonna burn down what, what needs to burn
I said soon I'm gonna burn down what, what needs to burn
Soon I'm gonna burn down what, what needs to burn
I'm going home to live with God, my Lord

I died a thousand times I could die a thousand more
I died a thousand times I could die a thousand more
I died a thousand times I could die a thousand more
I'm going home to live with God, my Lord

I'm going up to see King Jesus
I'm gonna shake his loving hand
I'm gonna tell Him all about my troubles
As I've been travelling through this land

Well, I soon...
(Will be done, will be done, will be done)
Ah...
(Will be done, will be done, will be done)
Oh, I soon...
(Will be done, will be done, will be done)
I'm going home to live with God, my Lord



Credits
Writer(s): Dp, Keith James Ciancia, Joseph Henry Burnett, Bill Maxwell
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