E 
    For fear the hearts of men are failing, 
                A                E 
    for these are latter days we know. 

    The Great Depression now is spreading, 
               B7                E 
    God's word declared it would be so. 



[Refrão]

          E 
I'm going where there's no depression, 
              A                E 
to the lovely land that's free from care. 

I'll leave this world of toil and trouble, 
             B7              E 
my home's in Heaven, I'm going there. 

                   E 
    In that bright land, there'll be no hunger, 
              A                   E 
    no orphan children cryin' for bread, 

    no weeping widows, toil or struggle, 
                B7              E       
    no shrouds, no coffins, and no death        


Chorus 

              E 
    This dark hour of midnight nearing, 
         A             E 
    tribulation time will come. 

    The storm will hurl the midnight fears, 
                 B7              E 
    and sweep lost millions to their doom. 


Chorus