Where is Brother Robins
He's a gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone

I saw him at the morning
With his work clothes on
But he's a gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone

And I seen him in the noon time
Straight and tall
But death a-come walkin' in the evenin' fall
But he's a gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone

And death touched Robins with a silver knife
And he's a gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone

And he's a sttin' in the garden
By the tree of life
But he's a gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone

Oh he's gone
Robins has gone

God got plenty of money for the saucer
An' he goin' to soffen these people heart for 
to fill the saucer till he spill all over

De Lawd will provide a grave for his chillen,
Bless the Lord!
An' he got comfort for de widder.
Oh, my Jesus!
An' he goin' feed his fadderless chillen

An' he goin' raise dis poor sinner up out of de grave.
Allelujah!
An' set him in de shinin' seat ob de righteous.
Amen, my Jesus.
