Swing low, swing low, sweet chariot.

Why don’t you swing down sweet chariot,

stop and let me ride?

Why don’t you swing down sweet chariot,

stop and let me ride.

Rock me, Lord, rock me, Lord,

calm and easy,

I’ve got a home on the other side.

Ezekiel went down to the middle of the field,

he saw an angel workin’ on a chariot wheel.

He wasn’t so particular about the chariot wheel,

he just wanted to see how the chariot feels.

Ezekiel went down and he got on board,

the chariot wheel a-bumpin’ down the road.

He wasn’t so particular ‘bout the bumpin’ in the road,

he just wanted to lay down his heavy load.