Classical Music | Choral Music

Recorded on 07/06/2016, uploaded on 02/09/2017

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Ching-a-ring-a ring ching ching,
Ho a ding-a-ding kum larkee,
Ching-a-ring-a ring ching ching,
Ho a ding kum larkee.

Brothers gather round,
Listen to this story,
'Bout the promised land,
An' the promised glory.

You don't need to fear,
If you have no money,
You don't need none there,
To buy you milk and honey.

There you'll ride in style,
Coach with four white horses,
There the evenin' meal,
Has one, two, three, four courses.

Ching-a-ring-a ring ching ching,
Ho a ding-a-ding kum larkee,
Ching-a-ring-a ring ching ching,
Ho a ding kum larkee.

Nights we all will dance
To the harp and fiddle,
Waltz and jig and prance,
And “Cast off down the middle!"

When the mornin' come,
All in grand and splendor,
Stand out in the sun,
And hear the holy thunder!

Brothers hear me out,
The promised land's a-comin'
Dance and sing and shout,
I hear them harps a strummin'.

Ching-a-ring-a ching
Ching ching, ching a ring ching
Ching-a-ring-a ching ching,
Ching-a-ring-a ching ching,
Ching-a-ring-a,
Ching-a-ring-a,
Ching-a-ring-a,
Ring, ching ching ching CHAW!

Courtesy of International Music Foundation.