I was raised in the house of a real holy roller Warn the people 'bout the wages of the sin He said, "Go out out yonder to the water and travel 'Cause disciples they were fishers of men Yeah, disciples, they were fishers and men So I got me a job on the first boat rowin' And it's been a mighty long time Since I sat in the house of my father and my mother Or I seen that woman of mine Yeah, that good lovin' gal of mine I said, "Babe I'm a-goin' on a little bitty journey I'll be back when the fishin 'is through While I'm away, make haste to get ready For when Jesus comes for you" When the good Lord comes for you When Jesus comes for you, here it comes Sayin' shall we gather by the water, the beautiful water Shall we gather by the water that flows from the throne of God Well truth, it lies in the love of a woman Lord don't sink this boat I got a pretty little thing waiting in New Orleans With a dagger buy her throat And she don't wanna do it, but she's that crazy And if I don't make it back She'll probably die alone and cold As the Creole night turns black Sayin shall we gather by the water, the beautiful water Shall we gather by the water that flows from the throne of God Shall we gather by the water, the beautiful water Shall we gather by the water that flows from the throne of God