In that great getting’up morning

	I'm gonna tell you 'bout the coming of the judgment
	Fare thee well, fare thee well
	I'm gonna tell you 'bout the coming of the judgment
	Fare thee well, fare thee well
	There's a better day a coming, fare thee well, fare thee well
	Yes there's a better day a coming, fare thee well, fare thee well
	In that great gettin' up morning, fare thee well, fare thee well (4 vv.)
	Oh preacher fold your bible, fare thee well, fare thee well
	Oh preacher fold your bible, fare thee well, fare thee well
	For the last souls converted, fare thee well, fare thee well
	Yes for the last souls converted, fare thee well, fare thee well
	Blow your trumpet Gabriel, fare thee well, fare thee well
	Blow your trumpet Gabriel, fare thee well, fare thee well
	Lord, how loud shall I blow it, fare thee well, fare thee well
	Blow it right and calm and easy, fare thee well, fare thee well
	Do not 'larm all my people, fare thee well, fare thee well
	Tell them all come to the judgment, fare thee well, fare thee well
	Then you see that fork of lightening, fare thee well, fare thee well
	Then you hear that rumbling thunder, fare thee well, fare thee well
	Then you see dem stars a falling, fare thee well, fare thee well
	Then you see the world on fire, fare thee well, fare thee well
	Then you see dem sinners rising, fare thee well, fare thee well
	See 'em marching home for heaven, fare thee well, fare thee well
	Farewell poor sinners, fare thee well, fare thee well
	Farewell poor sinners, fare thee well, fare thee well