Next Year in Jerusalem
[CAROLINA, spoken]
John Henry, we really gonna reach Jerusalem?
Be there a Promised Land?
[JOHN HENRY, spoken]
Mississippi, that's our Promised Land!
(sung)
Next year in Jerusalem
All the sand will turn to gold
There'll be no more land of wilderness
Every year I'm told
We'll be eatin' manna outta heaven
When that Promised Land is here—
Next year in Jerusalem
In Jerusalem next year!
[MEN]
Next year, next year!
[JOHN HENRY]
I'll be—
[MEN]
Next year, next year!
[JOHN HENRY]
I'll be hitching my mule to that stable down in Bethlehem!
[MEN]
Next year, next year!
[JOHN HENRY]
Build a snow-white cabin on top of Olive Mountain!
[MEN]
Next year, next year!
[JOHN HENRY]
I'll be hitching my mule to that stable down in Bethlehem!
[MEN]
Next year, next year!
[JOHN HENRY]
Build you a snow-white cabin on top of Mount Olive!
[MEN]
Next year, next year!
[JOHN HENRY]
Next year in Jerusalem
Trumpets blow and drums will beat
March across the Sea of Galilee
And never wet your feet
You better save up all your Glorianas
Kingdom come is comin' here
Next year in Jerusalem
In Jerusalem next year!
[MEN]
Next year, next year!
Next year, next year!
[JOHN HENRY]
Next year in Jerusalem
In Jerusalem next year!
Waitin' for next year
Be workin' for next year
Savin' for next year
We be happy like next year
Oh yes, Carrie
It's nothin'
It's gonna be alright
Next year, oh, next year
Next year