John, John, wid de holy order Sittin' on de golden order;
John, John, wid de holy order, Sittin' on de golden order;
John, John, wid de holy order, Sittin' on de golden order,
To view de promised land. O Lord, I weep, I mourn,
Why don't you move so slow? I'm a huntin' for some guardian angel
Gone along before.
Mary and Marta, feed my lamb, feed my lamb, feed my lamb;
Simon Peter, feed my lamb, asittin' on de golden order.