Rock o' Jubilee

O rock o' jubilee, poor fallen soul,
O Lord, de rock o' jubilee!
O rock o' jubilee, and I rock 'em all about,
O Lord, de rock o' jubilee!

Stand back, Satan, let me come by.
O come, titty Katy, let me go.
I have no time for stay at home.
My Fader door wide open now.
Mary, girl, you know my name.
Look dis way an' you look dat way
Do wind blow East, he blow from Jesus.
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