God sent to Hezekiah,
A message from on high:
Better get your house in order,
You'll surely die.
He turned to the wall in weeping
You can see and hear his tears
Well he got his business fixed, all right,
God spared him fifteen years.
There's a little black train a-coming,
Fix all your business right.
There's a little black train a-coming,
And it could be here tonight.
Go tell the barroom lady,
With all her worldly pride,
Well d**h's dark train is coming,
Prepare to take a ride.
And you can see the train's engine,
And one small baggage car.
Your idle thoughts and wicked deeds
Will stop at the judgement bar.
There's a little black train a-coming,
Fix all your business right.
There's a little black train a-coming,
And it could be here tonight.
And that poor young man in darkness,
Cared not for the gospel light,
Until he heard that whistle blowin',
d**h's dark train in sight.
There's a little black train a-coming,
Fix all your business right.
There's a little black train a-coming,
And it could be here tonight.
There's a little black train a-coming,
And it could be here tonight.