Gospel Plow Songtext
von Chance McCoy And The Appalachian String Band

Lord, I went to church one day, for to hear them shout and pray
All to hear the preacher plow that gospel plow
Hold on, hold on, keep your hand on the plow, and you'll ride on
The preacher said I must repent, so right down the aisle I went
Keep your hand on the plow, and you'll ride on
Hold on, hold on, keep your hand on the plow, and you'll ride on
I've never been to heaven but I've been told,
It's a first-class city and the streets are gold
Keep your hand on the plow, and you'll ride on
Hold on, hold on, keep your hand on the plow, and you'll ride on
Matthew, Mark, Luke and John, All them prophets is dead and gone
Keep your hand on the plow, and you'll ride on
Hold on, hold on, keep your hand on the plow, and you'll ride on
Paul and Silas bound in jail, Had no one to go their bail
Keep your hand on the plow, and you'll ride on
Hold on, hold on, keep your hand on the plow, and you'll ride on


A Paul and Silas began to shout, The jail was open and they walked out
Keep your hand on the plow, and you'll ride on
Hold on, hold on, keep your hand on the plow, and you'll ride on
There was Peter so nice and neat,
He wouldn't let the savior wash his feet
Keep your hand on the plow, and you'll ride on
Hold on, hold on, keep your hand on the plow, and you'll ride on
Peter grew anxious and he said, Wash my feet, my hands, my head
Keep your hand on the plow, and you'll ride on
Hold on, hold on, keep your hand on the plow, and you'll ride on
I got my hand on the Gospel Plow,
I won't take nothing for my journey now
Keep your hand on the plow, and you'll ride on
Hold on, hold on, keep your hand on the plow, and you'll ride on
Keep your hand on the plow, and you'll ride on
Hold on, hold on, keep your hand on the plow, and you'll ride on