Historical Folk Lyrics
"If I Have Mah Tickit Lawd"

If I have mah tickit, Lawd, can l ride?
If I have mah tickit, Lawd, can l ride-a?
If I have mah tickit, Lau/d, can I ride?
Ride away to Heaven in that mawnin',

This is what we Christchuns ought to do;
Be certain an' sure that we are livin' true.
For bye an' bye, without a doubt,
Jehovah's gonna ordah his Angels out.
They will clean out the world an' leave no sin,
Now tell me, hypocrite, whah you been?

I heard the sound of the Gospel train,
Don't you want to get on? Yes, that's my aim.
I'll stand at the station an' patiently wait
For the train that's comin', an' she's never late.
You must have you ticket stamped bright an' clear,
Train is comin', she's drawin' near.

Hope to be ready when the train do come,
My ticket all right an' my work all done.
She's so long comin' till she worries my mind,
Seems to be late, but she's just on time.

It keeps me always in a move an' strain,
Tryin' to he re:idy for the Gospel train.
Ever now an' then, either day or night,
I examine my tickit to see if I'm right.
If the Son grant my ticket the Holy Ghost sign,
Then there is no way to be left behind.

There's a great deal of talk 'bout the Judgment Day,
You have no time for to trifle away.
I'll tell you one thing certain an' sho',
Judgment Day's comin' when you don't know.
I hope to be ready when I'm called to go,
If anything's lackin', Lawd, let me know.