You will hear it by and by
And you'll hear that screaming whistle
As it thunders through the sky
My lord, you'll be the engineer
Your soul must pay the fare
Don't be sidetracked at the cross and ride
The rails of humble prayer
I'll be moving on to glory
when the golden train comes down
With my Je sus at the throttle,
I will lay my burden down
Throw the devil from my pulpit,
light the light of Jesus in
All the cross ties will be sinners
that have fallen by the way
At the junction of tomorrow,
you'd better kneel and pray
At the switch of His mercy
He will shunt you to the floor
Snatch you on the track to glory
to the land that ne 'er grows old
I'll be moving on to glory
when the golden train comes down
With my Jesus at the throttle
I will lay my burden down
Throw the devil from my pull
and light the light of Jesus
Where most eight -wheeled drivers
cross that great horizon up on high
And you see the sign called heaven
in his station in the sky
When your last long journey's
with the angels you are there
You'll thank God you had your ticket
and the ticket was a prayer
I'll be moving on to glory
when the golden frame comes down
With my Je sus at the throttle
I will lay my burden down
Throw the devil from my poor new life,
Lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin'
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