When the roll is called up yo-onder

When the roll is called up yo-onder

When the roll is called up yonder

When the roll is ca-alled up yonder I'll be there



When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound

And time shall be no more

And the mornin' breaks, eternal, bri-ight and fair

When the saved of earth shall gather

Over on the other shore

And the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there



When the roll is called up yo-onder

When the roll is called up yo-onder

When the roll is called up yonder

When the roll is ca-alled up yonder I-I'll be there



Let us labor for the Master

From the dawn 'til setting sun

Let us talk of all His wondrous love and care

Then when all of life is over

And our work on earth is done

And the roll is ca-alled up yonder, I-I'll be there



When the roll (when the roll), is called up yo-onder

When the roll (when the roll), is called up yo-onder

When the roll (when the roll), is called up yonder

When the roll is ca-alled up yonder, I'll be there