The Blind Boys of Alabama - How I Got Over lyrics

How I got over How I got over, my Lord And my soul looked back and wondered How I got over, my Lord The tallest tree in Paradise The Christians call it tree of life And my soul looked back and wondered How I got over, my Lord Lord, I've been 'buked and I've been scorned And I've been talked 'bout as sure as you're born And my soul looked back and wondered How I got over, my Lord Oh, Jordan's river is so chilly and cold It will chill your body but not your soul And my soul looked back and wondered How I got over, my Lord