Go tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills, and everywhere.
Go tell it on the mountain
To let my people go.
Paul and Silas bound in jail.
Let my people go.
Had nobody for to go their bail.
Let my people go.
Go tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills, and everywhere.
Go tell it on the mountain
To let my people go.
Paul and Silas began to shout,
Let my people go.
Jail door opened, and they walked out.
Let my people go.
Go tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills, and everywhere.
Go tell it on the mountain
To let my people go.
Who's that yonder dressed in red?
Let my people go.
Must be the children that Moses led.
Let my people go.
Go tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills, and everywhere.
Go tell it on the mountain
To let my people go.
Who's that yonder dressed in black?
Let my people go.
Must be the hypocrites turning back.
Let my people go.
Go tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills, and everywhere.
Go tell it on the mountain
To let my people go.
I had a little book, he gave to me,
Let my people go.
And every page spelled victory.
Let my people go.
Go tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills, and everywhere.
Go tell it on the mountain
To let my people go.
Go tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills, and everywhere.
Go tell it on the mountain
To let my people go.
Over the hills, and everywhere.
Go tell it on the mountain
To let my people go.
Paul and Silas bound in jail.
Let my people go.
Had nobody for to go their bail.
Let my people go.
Go tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills, and everywhere.
Go tell it on the mountain
To let my people go.
Paul and Silas began to shout,
Let my people go.
Jail door opened, and they walked out.
Let my people go.
Go tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills, and everywhere.
Go tell it on the mountain
To let my people go.
Who's that yonder dressed in red?
Let my people go.
Must be the children that Moses led.
Let my people go.
Go tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills, and everywhere.
Go tell it on the mountain
To let my people go.
Who's that yonder dressed in black?
Let my people go.
Must be the hypocrites turning back.
Let my people go.
Go tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills, and everywhere.
Go tell it on the mountain
To let my people go.
I had a little book, he gave to me,
Let my people go.
And every page spelled victory.
Let my people go.
Go tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills, and everywhere.
Go tell it on the mountain
To let my people go.
Go tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills, and everywhere.
Go tell it on the mountain
To let my people go.
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