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There's a little black train a coming
Set your business right
There's a little black train a coming
And it may be here tonight
Go tell that ballroom lady
All dressed in the worldly pride
That death's dark train is coming
Prepare to take a ride

God sent to Hezikah
A message from on high
You better set your house in order
For you must surely die

He turned to the wall in weeping
We see him here in tears
He got his business fixed all right
God spared him fifteen years

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We see that train with engine
And one small baggage car
Your idle thoughts and wicked deeds
Will stop at the judgement bar
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That poor young man in darkness
Cared not for the gospel light
Till suddenly he heard the whistle blow
On the little black train, and sighed

"Have mercy on me, Lord
Please come and set me right."
Before he got his business fixed
The train rolled in that night

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