How I got over
How I got over, my Lord
And my soul looked back and wondered
How I got over, my Lord

The tallest tree in Paradise
The Christians call it tree of life
And my soul looked back and wondered
How I got over, my Lord

Lord, I´ve been ´buked and I´ve been scorned
And I´ve been talked ´bout as sure as you´re born
And my soul looked back and wondered
How I got over, my Lord

Oh, Jordan´s river is so chilly and cold
It will chill your body but not your soul
And my soul looked back and wondered
How I got over, my Lord