Don't You See The Bright Light - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Don't You See The Bright Light? Copyright, 1890, by T. B. Harms & Co. Words and Music by Gussie L. Davis. 
Hurry up and don't be late, Buy a ticket for the golden gate; I must go, I cannot wait, Do not miss this train. Soon she'll whistle "down the brakes," Goodness! but she takes the cake; You'll be dead and buried 'Fore she comes this way again. 
REFRAIN. Don't you see the bright light shining over yonder, children? Farewell, good-bye, for then I'm going home! Don't you see the bright light shining over yonder, children? Farewell, good-bye, for I am going home! 
Packed up my old "grip "last night, Not a hen-roost was in sight; I must leave this world all right, Keep my 'counts all straight. When old Gabriel blows his horn, Have your "trav'ling dusters" on; I'll write you a letter When I reach dat golden gate.-Refrain.