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