Rock-a my soul in the bosom of Abraham;
Rock-a my soul in the bosom of Abraham.
Rock-a my soul in the bosom of Abraham.
Oh, rock-a my soul .
I would not be a liar,
I'll tell you the reason w hy.
I'm afraid my Lord might call me;
And I wo uldn't be ready to d ie.
I would not be a sinner,
I'll tell you the reason why;
I'm afraid my Lord might call me,
And I wouldn't be ready to die.
When I went down in the valley to p ray,
Oh, rock-a my soul.
My sou l got happy and I stayed all d ay.
Oh, rock-a my soul.