When the Hoedown's Called Up YonderAlbum: Heartwood
v1) This whole universe is spinnin’ toward that great day in the mornin’ When the heavens and the earth will pass away When the Savior’s loved and own will stand before that great white throne In the golden splendor of that cloudless day On that great and gettin’ up mornin’ when the dead in Christ shall rise And the glory of His resurrection share After the supper of the Lamb there is a dance the Lord has planned When the hoedown’s called up yonder I’ll be there
CH: When the hoedown’s called up yonder (x3) When the hoedown’s called up yonder I’ll be there
v2) They say the ark of the covenant of old was whisked away to glory There to bask in its shekinah’s holy glow But what it truly does contain for now a secret shall remain But when the hoedown’s called up yonder we will know Then the Lord Himself shall stand there before that blood-bought band Lift the cover of the ark and reach in there He’ll pull out an old banjo, a worn guitar and a fiddle bow Yes, when the hoedown’s called up yonder I’ll be there
v3) On that morning free from sin we will all be gathered in A joyful family up in heaven’s holy barn The floor is all swept clean, the lamps all lit with kerosene For God’s harvest celebration on the farm God the Father walks right in and shouts “Let the dance begin!” But it’s not “Amazing Grace” that fills the air No, "Sally Goodin" is the tune rockin’ all around that room When the hoedown’s called up yonder I’ll be there
King David on the harp takes up the middle And Asaph, well he plays second fiddle It’s Tubal-Cain on the doghouse bass as Daniel’s banjo rocks the place And last not least, the Apostle Paul plays the ... oh no!
v4) So get ready, oh my brother, for the Savior’s calling you To that bluegrass jubilee beyond the sky Learn the steps down here below, love your neighbor, do-si-do And you’ll be ready for that hoedown by and by If it’s Jesus that you choose then lace up your dancin’ shoes And follow in His footsteps if you dare When the saints have been awoken the circle will not be unbroken When the hoedown’s called up yonder I’ll be there
by Jack Pearson © 1997 Jack Pearson, OtterTunity Inc. - BMI