Blow Your Trumpet Gabriel
trad arr. Calhoun, recorded on Bound to Go with Andrew Calhoun, Runako Robinson and Campground.
Spiritual collected in Charleston, South Carolina in 1845, with additional verses from “The Vinter” in Slave Songs of the United States, and the last, floating verse.
The tallest tree in paradise
The Christian call the tree of life
And I hope that trump might blow me home to my new Jerusalem
Paul and Silas bound in jail
One did weep and the other did pray
And I hope that trump might blow me home to my new Jerusalem
Blow your trumpet Gabriel
Blow your trumpet louder
And I hope that trump might blow me home to my new Jerusalem
You bend your knees on holy ground
And ask the lord to turn you around
And I hope that trump might blow me home
To my new Jerusalem
I turn my eyes toward the sky
And ask the lord for wings to fly
And I hope that trump might blow me home
To my new Jerusalem
When Gabriel makes his trumpet sound
The saints shall rise and bust the ground
And I hope that trump might blow me home
To my new Jerusalem
Weep like a willow mourn like a dove
If you want to get to heaven got to go by love
And I hope that trump might blow me home
To my new Jerusalem
Chords:
(Dm) The tallest (A) tree in (Dm) para(A)dise
The (Dm) Christian (A) call the tree of life
And I (Dm) hope that (A) trump might (G) blow me (F#m) home to
my (G bass) new Je(A)rusa(Dm)lem
(Dm) Paul and (A) Silas (Dm) bound in (A) jail
(Dm) One did (A) weep and the other did pray
And I (Dm) hope that (A) trump might (G) blow me home to
my (G) new Jer(A7)usa(Dm)lem
(Bm) Blow your trumpet (Em) Gab(F#m)riel
(G) Blow your trumpet (Am) louder
And I (Dm) hope that (A) trump might (G) blow me (F#m) home to
my (G bass) new Je(A)rusa(Dm)lem