Bound For Glory

He sits on the corner at midnight
With a newspaper in his hand
But the radio says that it’s gonna snow
And he might never leave this land

There’s a cold wind that’s a-blowin’
There’s the rain all pourin’ down
But till the bright of day he says that he’s gonna stay
Because he’s got himself a ticket on the train that’s
Bound for glory

Bound for glory, bound for glory
Bound for glory. He’s bound for glory

His clothes may be a little dirty
And his hands may be a little rough
But his faith inside, it can’t be denied
No matter how the times get tough

And when the whole wide world’s a-sinkin’
You know his feet are standing firm on the rock
So when the trumpet blows it will be time to go
He don’t wanna miss his place on the train that’s
Bound for glory

Bound for glory, bound for glory
Bound for glory. He’s bound for glory

He’s standing on the corner tonight
With his life’s work in his hands
He throws his work away and he begins to pray
For it’s by grace that he’ll enter the land

The end is nigh and the clouds are coming
And the shepherd he will come for his sheep
One final muster of the ones that trusted
And the master paid the ticket for the train that’s
Bound for glory

Bound for glory, bound for glory
Bound for glory
He’s bound for glory

Bound for glory, bound for glory
Bound for glory. He’s bound for glory

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