CHORUS: I know it, know it, indeed I know it brother,
              I know it, hey! dem bones gonna rise again.

Narrator:  The Lord he thought he'd make a man.
Scouts:     Dem bones gonna rise again.
Narrator:  So he took a little water and he took a little sand.
Scouts:     Dem bones gonna rise again...CHORUS.

Narrator:  So he took a rib from Adam's side.
Scouts:     Dem bones gonna rise again.
Narrator:  And he made Miss Eve to be his bride.
Scouts:     Dem bones gonna rise again...CHORUS.

Narrator:  He put them in a garden fair.
Scouts:     Dem bones gonna rise again.
Narrator:  He thought they'd be most happy there.
Scouts:     Dem bones gonna rise again...CHORUS.

Narrator:  Apples, pears, fruits and such.
Scouts:     Dem bones gonna rise again.
Narrator:  But of that tree you must not touch.
Scouts:     Dem bones gonna rise again...CHORUS.

Narrator:  Now round that tree Old Satan slunk.
Scouts:     Dem bones gonna rise again.
Narrator:  And at Miss Eve his eye he wunk.
Scouts:     Dem bones gonna rise again...CHORUS.

Narrator:  These apples here look might fine.
Scouts:     Dem bones gonna rise again.
Narrator:  Take one, girl, the Lord won't mind.
Scouts:     Dem bones gonna rise again...CHORUS.

Narrator:  So she took a pick and she took a pull.
Scouts:     Dem bones gonna rise again.
Narrator:  In fact she took a whole apron full.
Scouts:     Dem bones gonna rise again...CHORUS.

Narrator:  The next morn when the Lord came round.
Scouts:     Dem bones gonna rise again.
Narrator:  He spied those cores all over the ground.
Scouts:     Dem bones gonna rise again...CHORUS.

Narrator:  Adam, you're gonna have to leave this place.
Scouts:     Dem bones gonna rise again.
Narrator:  And earn your bread by the sweat of your face.
Scouts:     Dem bones gonna rise again...CHORUS.

Narrator:  He took a hoe and he took a plow.
Scouts:     Dem bones gonna rise again.
Narrator:  That's why we're all suppose to be working now.
Scouts:     Dem bones gonna rise again...CHORUS.

Narrator:  That's all there is, there ain't no more.
Scouts:     Dem bones gonna rise again.
Narrator:  Eve got the apple and Adam got the core.
Scouts:     Dem bones gonna rise again...CHORUS.