Paul Robeson - Joshua Fit the Battle of Jericho
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Joshua Fit the Battle of Jericho / Исус в битве под Иерихоном

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho, Jericho, Jericho,
Joshua fit the battle of Jericho,
And the walls come a-tumblin’ down, that mornin’.

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho, Jericho, Jericho,
Joshua fit the battle of Jericho,
And the walls come a-tumblin’ down.

Good mornin’ brother Pilgrim,
Pray tell me where you bound,
Oh tell me where you travelin’ to,
On this enchanted ground.

My name it is, poor Pilgrim,
Through Canaan I am bound,
Travelin’ through this wilderness,
On this enchanted ground, that mornin.’

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho, Jericho, Jericho,
Joshua fit the battle of Jericho,
And the walls come a-tumblin’ down, that mornin.’

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho, Jericho, Jericho,
Joshua fit the battle of Jericho,
And the walls come a-tumblin’ down.

You may talk about your King of Gideon,
You may talk about your man of Saul,
There’s none like good old Joshua,
At the battle of Jericho.

Up to the walls of Jericho,
He marched with a spear in hand,
Go blow them ram horns, Joshua cried,
‘Cause the battle am in my hand.

Then the lam-ram sheep horns begin to blow,
The trumpets begin to sound,
Joshua commanded the children to shout,
And the walls come a-tumblin’ down.

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho, Jericho, Jericho,
Joshua fit the battle of Jericho,
And the walls come a-tumblin’ down, that mornin’

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho, Jericho, Jericho,
Joshua fit the battle of Jericho,
And the walls come tumblin’ down!