Oh, mother will you go with me now? For the way is dark and dim; I would clasp your hand On the other strand, Though I hear the angel hynm; For my ear would long For your evensong, With cadence sweet and low. I should watch and wait At the pearly gate, Oh, mother, will you go? Will you go? Will you go? Will you go? Will you go? Oh mother, will you go, will you go? I would clasp your hand On the other strand, Oh, mother, will you go? Say, mother, will you go with me now? I have reached the river's brink, Though the shinging shore Must be just before, From the fearful flood I shrink. Could I hear your voices, I should then rejoice When the billows overflow. We would see the dome Of the angels' home - Oh, mother, will you go?