Joshua Fit Die Battle Ob Jericho - Paul Robeson

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

Jericho, Jericho

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

And the walls come tumbling down

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

Jericho, Jericho

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

And the walls come tumbling down

Good morning, brother pilgrim

Please, tell me where you’re bound

Oh, tell me where you’re traveling through

Upon a distant shiny town

My name it is old pilgrim

To keep an eye upon

Traveling through this wilderness

Upon a distant shiny town

God knows that Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

Jericho, Jericho

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

And the walls come tumbling down

God knows that Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

Jericho, Jericho

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

And the walls come tumbling down

You may talk about your men of Gideon

You may brag about your men of Saul

There’s none like good old Joshua

At the battle of Jericho

Up to the walls of Jericho

He marched with spear in hand

Go blow them ram horns, Joshua cried

'Cause the battle is in my hands

Then the lamb ram sheep horns began to blow

The trumpets began to sound

Joshua commanded the fellows to shout

And the walls came crumbling down

God knows that Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

Jericho, Jericho

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

And the walls come tumbling down

God knows that Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

Jericho, Jericho

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

And the walls come tumbling down