The Gospel (According to Fishermen)

I was raised in the house of a real holy roller

Warn the people 'bout the wages of the sin

He said, "Go out out yonder to the water and travel

'Cause disciples they were fishers of men

Yeah, disciples, they were fishers and men

So I got me a job on the first boat rowin'

And it's been a mighty long time

Since I sat in the house of my father and my mother

Or I seen that woman of mine

Yeah, that good lovin' gal of mine

I said, "Babe I'm a-goin' on a little bitty journey

I'll be back when the fishin 'is through

While I'm away, make haste to get ready

For when Jesus comes for you"

When the good Lord comes for you

When Jesus comes for you, here it comes

Sayin' shall we gather by the water, the beautiful water

Shall we gather by the water that flows from the throne of God

Well truth, it lies in the love of a woman

Lord don't sink this boat

I got a pretty little thing waiting in New Orleans

With a dagger buy her throat

And she don't wanna do it, but she's that crazy

And if I don't make it back

She'll probably die alone and cold

As the Creole night turns black

Sayin shall we gather by the water, the beautiful water

Shall we gather by the water that flows from the throne of God

Shall we gather by the water, the beautiful water

Shall we gather by the water that flows from the throne of God