Last Night I Dreamed
That The Lord Had Come
Come For His Chosen Saints
To Carry Them Home.

Last Train Was Passing By
Last Train To Glory
I Said To The Coachman Sir
“Is This My Train?”

“Oh No.” Said The Coachman Sir,
“Your Train Is Behind,”
“Your Train Is The Hell-Bound Train,”
“And It’s Moving Slowly Behind”

Which Train Do Want My Brother? ( Oh Yes, You Want?)
Which Train Do You Want My Sister? (Oh Yes, You Want?)

Is It The Hell-Bound Train?
Or The Heaven-Bound Train?
Make Sure You’re On The Right Train Now
The Right Train Now.