Ol' Jim is dead, my Lawd, 
Ol' Jim, he died.
An' he'll be standin', Lawd,
Right by yo' side.
O Lawd, he's a singer,
An' he's a dancer too.

So bring out dem golden harps,
He'll sing an' dance fer you!
Give him a chance, my Lawd,
Give him a chance.
He'll make yo' shinin' stars
To sing an' dance.

O ol' Jim is dead, my Lawd,
Ol' Jim, he died.
Now he's a-comin', Lawd,
Right up to yo' side!
Lawd, see him where he stan',
Close to Jordan's shore.
O Lawd, take him by the han',
Bid him weep no more!