When my blood runs chilly and cold

African-American

When my blood runs chilly and cold, I’se got to go,
When my blood runs chilly and cold, I’se got to go,
When my blood runs chilly and cold, I’se got to go,
Way beyond the moon.

Oh, do, Lord, do, Lord, do remember me,
Do Lord, do, Lord, do remember me,
Oh, do, Lord, do, Lord, do remember me,
Oh, do, Lord, remember me.


If you can’t bear no crosses, you can’t wear no crown.

I've got a mother in the Beulah Land, she’s calling me.

Oh, the shoes that my God give me, outshine the sun.

Oh, the robe that my God give me, outshine the sun.

Oh, the crown that my God give me outshine the sun.