Written by desconhecido
E For fear the hearts of men are failing, A E for these are latter days we know. The Great Depression now is spreading, B7 E God's word declared it would be so.E In that bright land, there'll be no hunger, A E no orphan children cryin' for bread, no weeping widows, toil or struggle, B7 E no shrouds, no coffins, and no death Chorus E This dark hour of midnight nearing, A E tribulation time will come. The storm will hurl the midnight fears, B7 E and sweep lost millions to their doom. ChorusE I'm going where there's no depression, A E to the lovely land that's free from care. I'll leave this world of toil and trouble, B7 E my home's in Heaven, I'm going there.