Let Me Ride in Your Big Cadillac

Let me ride in your big Cadillac, Lord Jesus

Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac

I can see the pearly gates

Where the angels wait

Standin' all around your big Cadil-lac

Won't you take me by the hand

Lead me to the promised land

And let me ride in your big Cadil-lac

Let me ride in your big Cadillac, Lord Jesus

Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac

Does St. Peter know

That I want to go

For a ride in your big Cadil-lac

Ride those streets paved with gold

Where no-body will grow old

Ridin in the back of your big Cadil-lac

Let me ride in your big Cadillac, Lord Jesus

Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac

Let me ride in your big Cadillac, Lord Jesus

Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac

In my mansion so grand

I can hear an angel band

And see the keys to your big Cadil-lac

I'm so tired of walking around

Let me hear your trumpet sound

And let me ride in your big Cadil-lac

Let me ride in your big Cadillac, Lord Jesus

Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac

Have you traded in your cross

To God the Father God the Lost?

Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac

Let me ride in your big Cadillac, Lord Jesus

Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac

Let me ride in your big Cadillac, Lord Jesus

Let me ride in your big Cadil-lac