Helen Reddy Blow, Gabriel, Blow
Blow Gabriel blow!
Go on and blow, Gabriel, blow!
I've been a sinner, I've been a scamp
But now I'm willin' to trim my lamp1
So blow, Gabriel, blow!
I was low, Gabriel, low!
Mighty low, Gabriel, low!
But now, since I have seen the light
I'm good by day and I'm good by night!
So blow, Gabriel, blow!
Once I was cited for hell
Once I was headed foe hell
But when I got to Satan's door
I heard you blowin' on your horn once more
So I said, "Satan, farewell!"
And now I'm all ready to fly
Yes, to fly higher and higher and higher!
'Cause I've gone through that brimstone and fire;
And I've purged my soul and my heart too
So climb up to the mountain top;
So start to blow, Gabriel, blow!
Go on and blow, Gabriel, blow!
I want to join your happy band
And play all day in the promised land
So blow, Gabriel, blow!
And now I'm all ready to fly
Yes, to fly higher and higher and higher!
'Cause I've gone through that brimstone and fire;
And I've purged my soul and my heart too
So climb up to the mountain top;
So start to blow, Gabriel, blow!
Go on and blow, Gabriel, blow!
I want to join your happy band
And play all day in the promised land
So blow, Gabriel, blow!
