Little Black Train

There's a little black train a-comin',

Set your business right

There's a little black train a-comin'

And it may be here tonight

Go tell that ballroom lady

All dressed in the worldly pride

That death's dark train is comin'

Prepare to take a ride

God sent to Hezekiah

A message from on high

You'd better set your house in order

For you must surely die

He turned to the wall and, weeping

We see him hear in tears

He got his business fixed all right

God spared him fifteen years

We see that train with engine

And one small baggage car

Your idle thoughts and wicked deeds

Will stop at the judgment bar

That poor young man in darkness

Cares not for the gospel light

Till suddenly heard the whistle blow

With the little black train in sight

"Have mercy on me, Lord

Please come and set me right"

Before he got his business fixed

The train rolled in that night