Harry Belafonte - Goin' Down Jordan Lyrics
We are going down, JordanWe are going down, JordanWe are going down, JordanLet's walk the heavenly roadI was livin' me life as an AnglicanLet me tell you how I changed to a Baptist manI was livin' me life as an AnglicanLet me tell you how I changed to a Baptist manOne night I was walking down Fred'rick streetPoor and hungry, no shoes on me feetI passed a door that said "Down with sin"It was the smell of food that pull me inWe are going down, JordanWe are going down, JordanWe are going down, JordanLet's walk the heavenly roadWell, the leader walked up and he shook my handSaid "I want you to be a holy man"Right away I made a big decisionMe stomach was a growling for this new religionI started over to get some foodWhen some sisters approached me in a mystic moodThey dunked me in the water 'bout four, five timesI couldn't see a thing 'cause I was almost blindSinging I've got a sword in my handI'm going to use it wellI was drenched to me skin and I was feeling coldBut the sight of the food made me take a holdThe sisters started to break awayThey said "Kneel, believers, kneel and pray"I prayed and I prayed in a new-found styleIn the meantime me taste buds was running wildI was about to fall clear out of me seatWhen a man jumped up and said "Before you eatYou got to mourn, children, mournYou got to mourn, children, mournAnd if you want to go to Heaven when you die,You got to mourn, children, mournWell, before I baptized I had plenty pain,Now I find myself a free man againWell, before I baptized I had plenty pain,Now I find myself a free man againDon't talk
