Chorus There’s a little black train a-comin’ Better set your business right There’s a little black train a-comin’ And it may be here tonight 
Go tell that ballroom lady All dressed in the worldly pride That death’s dark train is coming Prepare to take a ride 
God sent to Hezekiah A message from on high You better set your house in order For you must surely die 
He turned to the wall in weeping We see and hear his tears He got his business fixed all right God spared him fifteen years 
We see that train with engine And one small baggage car Your idle thoughts and wicked deeds Will stop at the judgment bar 
That poor young man in darkness Cares not for the gospel light Til suddenly he hears the whistle blow And the little black train in sight 
Have mercy on me Lord Please come and set me right Before he got his business fixed The train rolled in that night 
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