All them bones, all them bones, In the morning, all them bones, Dry bones gonna rise again
Some of them bones, my mother's bones; Some of them bones, my father's bones Dry bones gonna rise again
Sinners go to the meeting house to sing and shout, By the preacher surely will turn them out Dry bones gonna rise again
If you want to get a seat in heaven on high, Don't you steal, don't you ‘dulter, and don't you lie Dry bones gonna rise again
Got my religion and I got it good and strong, Cause God Almighty never done me wrong Dry bones gonna rise again
God called Ezekiel by His word: "Go down and prophesy!" "Yes, Lord!"
Ezekiel prophesied by the power of God Commanded the bones to rise" "Dry bones, they gonna walk around Dry Bones, they gonna walk around, Dry bones, why don't you rise and hear the Word of the Lord!"
("Tell me, how did the bones get together with the leg bone? Prophesy!")
Chorus: Ah well: The toe bone connected with foot bone; The foot bone connected with the ankle bone; The ankle bone connected with the legbones; The leg bone connected with the knee bone; The knee bones connected with the thigh bone; Rise and hear the Word of the Lord