Folk Gospel Songs

Folk Gospel tunes on YouTube; Have a listen:

• Calvary, sung by Dock Boggs
• Down To The River To Pray, sung by Alison Krauss
• Gloryland, sung by Ralph Stanley
• Gospel Plow, by the Nashville Bluegrass Band
• I Shall Not Be Moved, sung by Bascom Lamar Lunsford
• I'm Dying, Mother, sung by Bert Hare
• Oh Death, from the Songcatcher (Kelly, McMillan, Dickens)
• Oh Death, sung by Dock Boggs
• Oh Death/Conversation with Death, sung by Ralph Stanley
• Prodigal Son, sung by Dock Boggs
• The Old Church Yard, sung by Ralph Stanley
• Village Church Yard, by Ralph Stanley and the Clinch Mountain Boys
• Wayfaring Stranger, sung by Bill Monroe
• What Would You Give In Exchange For Your Soul, sung by Bill Monroe And Doc Watson

Calvary lyrics

There's a hill, lone and gray, in the land far away
In the country beyond the blue sea;
Where beneath that fresh sky, went the man, forth to die
For the world, and for you and for me.

REFRAIN: Oh, it's bow down, my heart, and the teardrops will start
When in memory of the gray hill, I see;
For it was there on that site, Jesus suffered and died
To redeem a poor sinner like me.

Behold, faint on the road, 'neath the world's heavy load
Comes a thorn-crowned man on the way
With a cross he is bowed, but still on through the crowd
He's ascending that hill, lone and gray.

Hark, I hear the dull blow of the hammer swung low
They are nailing my Lord to the tree
And the cross, they up-raise, while the multitude gaze
On the best Lamb of dark Calvary.

How they mocked him in death, to his last laboring breath
While his friends sadly wept over the way
But though lonely and faint, still no word of complaint
Fell from him on the hill of Calv'ry.

Then the darkness came down, and the rocks went around
And a cry pierced the sad, leaden air
'Twas the voice of our King, who received death's dark sting
All to save us from endless despair.

Let the sun hide His face, let the earth reel a space
Over men who their Saviour have slain;
But behold, from the sod, comes a blessed Lamb of God

Who was slain, but has risen again.

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Gloryland lyrics

If you have friends in Gloryland,
Who left because of pain;
Thank God up there, they’ll die no more
They’ll suffer not again.

Then weep not friends, I’m going home
Up there we’ll die no more.
No coffins will be made up there,
No graves on that bright shore.

The lame will walk in Gloryland,
The blind up there will see.
The deaf in Gloryland will hear;
The dumb will talk to me.

The doctor will not have to call;
The undertaker – no!
There’ll be no pain up there to bear,
Just walk the streets of gold.

We’ll need no sun in Gloryland,
The moon and stars won’t shine;
For Christ himself is light up there
He reigns of love divine.

Then weep not friends, I’m going home
Up there we’ll die no more.
No coffins will be made up there,
No graves on that bright shore.