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