Lyrics Get Up, Get Ready - Terry Evans

Get Up, Get Ready

Moon’s outside my window
Blues out my back door
I’ve got one hand stretched to heaven
And my feet stuck to the floor
I’m waiting on the sunrise
Go with all along
From the light of day
I’m gonna make my day
Get up
Get ready to go back home Snake down in my barlett
Rats up in my corn
People try to deal me dirty
Since the day that I was born
Hard times weight so heavy
And I’m only needin' bown
From needin' shine goin' down the line
Get up
Get ready to go back home Get up
Get up
I’m getting' ready
I’m gonna leave this town
Home don’t see my family
Home don’t see my friends
Home don’t see my Jesus
When this hard way finally ends
I hear the voice is calling
I don’t need no telephone
I’m gonna heep this side
When he crossed my back
Get up
Get ready to go back home I’m getting ready to go get home
See my family
See my friends
See my Jesus
We’re gonna pray together
We’re gonna stay together
We’re gonna have a hallelujah good time
Everybody gonna join hands
Get up
Get ready to go back home I’m going home in the morning
Yeah, yeah