Oh Lordy Je‑sus Won’t you come and find me? They put me in jail, Lord, Way down in the jail. Won’t you send me a pro‑phet Just one of your prophets Like Moses and Aaron To get me some bail?

I’m feeling poorly Yes, mighty poorly, I ain’t got no strength, Lord, I’m all trampled down. So send me an angel Just any old angel To give me a robe, Lord, And give me a crown.