A land of deeper shade
Unpierced by human thought
The dreary region of the dead
Where all things are forgot
Soon as from earth I go
What will become of me?
Eternal happiness or woe
Must then my fortune be
Waked by the trumpet's sound
I from my grave shall rise
And see the Judge with glory crowned
And see the flaming skies
Here's one sort-of spooky one, same soundtrack, another Tim Eriksen arrangement, more great traditional fiddle & mandolin --->I Wish my baby was born
You may not like any of the above, being as you are a yankee and all ...but others stumbling upon this thread may like them. [;^')