In That Great Gettin' Up Mornin' - The Oak Ridge Boys

Well, in that great gettin' up mornin'

Fare thee well, fare thee

Well, in that great gettin' up mornin'

Fare thee well, fare thee

Well, in that great gettin' up mornin'

Fare thee well, fare thee

Well, in that great gettin' up mornin'

Fare thee well, fare thee

Well

Let me tell you 'bout the coming of the Savior

God told Gabriel to go down yonder

I want you to get on that silver trumpet

Now get it and begin to blow it

I’m gonna tell you about the comin' of the judgment

Talkin' 'bout the comin' of the judgment

When you see the lightnin' flashin'

When you see the thunder crashin'

Preacher lay aside your Bible

You know there’ll be no preachin' yonder