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SWING LOW SWEET CHARIOT JERUSALEM LASH SPECIFIC
Swing low, sweet chariot
Comin' for to carry me home;
Swing low, sweet chariot
Comin' for to carry me home.

I looked over Jordan, and What did I see,
Comin' for to carry me home?
A band of angels comin' after me,
Comin' for to carry me home

Swing low, sweet chariot
Comin' for to carry me home

If you get there before I do
Comin' for to carry me home,
Tell all my friends I'm comin' too
Comin' for to carry me home

Swing low, sweet chariot
Comin' for to carry me home;
Sometimes I'm up,
Sometimes I'm down,
Comin' for to carry me home;

Yet still my soul feels heavn'ly bound,
Comin' for to carry me home

Swing low, sweet chariot
Comin' for to carry me home

And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England's mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God
On England's pleasant pastures seen?

And did the Countenance Divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among these dark satanic mills?

Bring me my bow of burning gold;
Bring me my arrows of desire;
Bring me my spear; O clouds, unfold!
Bring me my chariot of fire!

I will not cease from mental fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand,
Till we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land.

E i e i e i o
On the f***ing lash we go
When we get real bitter
This is what we'll sing
We are the lash boys
We are the lash boys
Bitter is our king


Hi ho hi ho
It's on the lash we go
With a pint of bitter
And a pint of mild
Hi ho hi ho hi ho hi ho


There is a green hill far away
Without a city wall
Where our dear lord was crucified
He died to save us all
Two, three, four
For he's a jolly good fellow
For he's a jolly good fellow
For he's a jolly good fellow
And so say all of us