Been listening all the night long

Been listening all the day

Been listening all the night long

For to hear some sinner pray

Now ain't them hard trials

Great tribulation

Ain't them hard trials

I'm bound to leave this land

Oh the foxes they have holes in the ground

And the birds have nests in the air

And everything has a hiding place

But us poor sinners ain't got nowhere

Now ain't them hard trials

Great tribulation

Ain't them hard trials

I'm bound to leave this land

O methodist methodist is my name

Methodist till I die

I've been received in the methodist church

But I'll die on the episcopal side

Now ain't them hard trials

Great tribulation

Ain't them hard trials

I'm bound to leave this land

You may go this way you may go that way

You may go from door to door

But if you ain't got the good lord in your soul

Why the devil's gonna get you sure

Now ain't them hard trials

Great tribulation

Ain't them hard trials

I'm bound to leave this land