Rise When the Rooster Crows

Now good people, that was a little of Sweet Golden daisies
Now I'm a-going to give you something from the land of
Hog and hominy, pumpkin and possum, and where whiskey is made out
Of corn, and women don't smell like talcum powder, let's go, bud

Them golden shoes that you hear so much about
Well, gospel songs gonna wear them out
Gonna wear 'em up yonder, gonna put on my robes
When I get on my golden shoes

I'll rise when the rooster crows
I'll rise when the rooster crows
I'm going back south where the sun shines hot
Down where the sugar cane grows

Don't let old Satan try to fool you
For the gates'll be closed, and you can't get through
With my long white robes and my white socks too
Gonna put on my golden shoes

I'll rise when the rooster crows
I'll rise when the rooster crows
I'm going back south where the sun shines hot
Down where the sugar cane grows

When Gabriel comes for to blow his horn
Well, you needn't pull back for you've got to go on
Prepare yourself, for the great day
For you can't take money and buy your way

I'll rise when the rooster crows
I'll rise when the rooster crows
I'm going back south where the sun shines hot
Down where the sugar cane grows

We'll have cider all the Fall
But instead of going to the ball
Where the duck chews tobacco and the goose drinks wine
The old hen cackles while the rooster keeps time

I'll rise when the rooster crows
I'll rise when the rooster crows
I'm going back south where the sun shines hot
Down where the sugar cane grows

What you gwine do when the women all dead?
Gonna sit in the corner with a hung-down head
Well, if I had to marry, wouldn't marry for riches
Marry a big fat gal, couldn't wear my britches

I'll rise when the rooster crows
I'll rise when the rooster crows
I'm going back south where the sun shines hot
Down where the sugar cane grows