The birds are sweetly singin
The sun is shinin bright
But in our place of toiling
It is as dark as night
Shut up in the mines at coal creek
I know we're bound to die
But if we'll follow Jesus
Our souls to heaven will fly
Oh I see my loved ones
My wife is in distress
She does not know that her husband
Is going home to rest
The sky is falling my darling
And death is right at hand
I'm going home to heaven
To live in a better land