When I was a child I recall and old man; everybody loved old Zeke
  He was all alone, his family was gone; one day he said to me
  I'm just sittin' here thinkin' about Jesus, rockin' as my old chair creaks
  Some glad day I'll fly away when Jesus comes calling for me
  It might be today, it might be tomorrow, maybe one day next week
  I'll soon be done with trouble and sorrow when He comes calling for me
  When Jesus comes calling for me
  When I die don't grieve and cry
  Lordy, don't feel sorry for me
  Oh what a day, what a mighty fine day
  When Jesus comes calling for me
  When He comes calling for me
  
  I might be in the graveyard walking talking to my family
  Or I might be plowing in the field down yonder, just old Muley and me
  Wherever I am, whatever I'm a doing, some sweet day I'll see
  And band of angels in a cloud of glory when Jesus comes calling for me
  When He comes calling for me
  
  When I die just close my eyes
  And lay me 'neath the willow tree
  Oh what a day, what a mighty fine day
  When Jesus comes calling for me
  When Jesus comes calling for me
  
  I'm just sittin' here watchin' for Jesus, rockin' as my old chair creaks
  Some sweet day I'll fly away when Jesus comes calling for me
  When He comes calling for me