There’s sin and folly everywhere, few days--few days; Enough to make old Satan stare: I’m gwine home. I’ll sing my parting song once more, few days--few days; And then I’ll pass o’er Jordan’s shore; I’m gwine home. For I’ve got a home out yonder, &c. The Other Side of Jordan. 42 David had a banjo, and he kept it strung, And he ’ranged the music accordin’-- Then he play’d a tune, call’d “Go it while you’re young,” And they dance it on t’other side of Jordan. So I pull’d off my coat, and roll’d up my sleeve, Jordan’s a hard road to trabble; So I pull’d off my coat, and roll’d up my sleeve, Jordan’s a hard road to trabble I b’lieve. David and Goliah, they went out to fight, Old Father Miller went out to part ’em; He up with a stone, hit David on the shin, And it landed on t’other side of Jordan. Den pull off your coat, &c. The M. P.’s came, and they took ’em up, But the Mayor gave them their pardon; They both shook hands and said they’d agree, And settle on the other side of Jordan. Den pull off your coat, &c. Oh, de Cod-Fish Question, it made a mighty talk, ’Twas a subject that we nebber said a word on, But when John Bull got sassy, de Yankees made him walk, And day drobe him to the other side of Jordan. So I pull’d off my coat, &c. Dere’s Poor Uncle Tom, and de Old Folks at Home, Am de songs dat all ob you hab heard on, But the greatest song ob all, dat will hab the greatest run, Is de song about de other side of Jordan. So I pull’d off my coat, &c. Jordan is a Hard Road to Travel. 43 Of all the banjo songs that have been sung of late, There is none that is now so often call’d on, As the one I sing myself, and apply it to the times, It’s called “On the Other Side of Jordan.” CHORUS. So I pull’d off my coat, and roll’d up my sleeve, Jordan’s a hard road to trabble; So I pull’d of my coat and roll’d up my sleeve, Jordan’s a hard road to trabble, I believe. Around the Crystal Palace there are a great many shows, Where all the country greenhorns are drawn in-- There are snakes and alligators, mammoth mules and big ’taters, That were raised on the other side of Jordan. The Sovereign of the Seas, she went to Liverpool, In less than fourteen days, too, accordin’, Johnny Bull he wiped his eyes, and looked with surprise, At this clipper from the Yankee side of Jordan.