the jordan is waiting for me to cross through my heart is aging i can tell so lord i m begging for one last favor from you here s my heart take it where you will this life has shown me how we re mended and how we re torn how it s okay to be lonely as long as you re free sometimes my ground was stoney and sometimes covered up with thorns and only you could make it what it had to be and now that it s done well if they dressed me like a pauper or if they dined me like a prince if they lay me with my fathers or if my ashes scatter on the wind i don t care but when i leave i want to go out like elijah with a whirlwind to fuel my chariot of fire and when i look back on the stars it ll be like a candlelight in central park and it won t break my heart to say goodbye there s people been friendly but they d never be your friends sometimes this has bent me to the ground now that this is all ending i want to hear some music once again cause it s the finest thing that i have ever found but the jordan is waiting though i ain t never seen the other side still they say you can t take in the things you have here so on the road to salvation i stick out my thumb and he gives me a ride and his music is already falling on my ears there s people been talking they say they re worried about my soul well i m here to tell you i ll keep rocking til i m sure it s my time to roll and when i do when i leave i want to go out like elijah with a whirlwind to fuel my chariot of fire and when i look back on the stars it ll be like a candlelight in central park and it won t break my heart to say goodbye cause when i leave i want to go out like elijah with a whirlwind to fuel my chariot of fire and when i look back on the stars it ll be like a candlelight in central park and it won t break my heart to say goodbye