I'm singing low, sweet chariotI'm singing low, sweet chariotComing for to carry me homePainted my face black and blackAnd black and blackWhat a shame, what a waste, they'll sayHe's in hell, but we're the ones who payHe's in hell, for all his selfish waysWhat a shame, what a waste, I'm sure they'll sayI'm swinging lowI'm stinking nowI'll trickle downThis do in remembrance of meSend me down for my release
