If You See My Saviour - Scrapper Blackwell, Thomas A Dorsey

I was standing by the bedside of a neighbor

Who was bound to cross Jordan’s swelling tide

And I asked him if he woudl do me a favor

And kindly take this message to the other side

If you see my Savior tell Him that you saw me

Ah, and when you saw me I was on my way

When you reach that golden city think about me

And don’t forget to tell the Savior what I said

Though you have to make this journey on without me

Oh, that’s a debt that sooner or later must be paid

Well, you may see some old friends who may ask about me

Oh, tell them I am coming home someday