He sits on the corner at midnight
With a newspaper in his hand
But the radio says that it’s gonna snow
And he might never leave this land
There’s a cold wind that’s a-blowin’
There’s the rain all pourin’ down
But till the bright of day he says that he’s gonna stay
Because he’s got himself a ticket on the train that’s
Bound for glory
Bound for glory, bound for glory
Bound for glory. He’s bound for glory
His clothes may be a little dirty
And his hands may be a little rough
But his faith inside, it can’t be denied
No matter how the times get tough
And when the whole wide world’s a-sinkin’
You know his feet are standing firm on the rock
So when the trumpet blows it will be time to go
He don’t wanna miss his place on the train that’s
Bound for glory
Bound for glory, bound for glory
Bound for glory. He’s bound for glory
He’s standing on the corner tonight
With his life’s work in his hands
He throws his work away and he begins to pray
For it’s by grace that he’ll enter the land
The end is nigh and the clouds are coming
And the shepherd he will come for his sheep
One final muster of the ones that trusted
And the master paid the ticket for the train that’s
Bound for glory
Bound for glory, bound for glory
Bound for glory
He’s bound for glory
Bound for glory, bound for glory
Bound for glory. He’s bound for glory
credits
from 40,
released March 7, 2014
Written by David Sutton.
All vocals and instruments by David Sutton.
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