—Mike Compton's version
Well, I got my hands on the gospel plow
and I wouldn't take nothin' for my journey now
Keep your hands on the plow of God
Chorus:
Hold on, hold on
Keep your hand on the plow, hold on
Well, Matthew, Mark, Luke and John
All those prophets are dead and gone
Keep your hands on the plow of God
Well, I've never been to heaven but I've been told
The streets up there are made of gold
Keep your hands on the plow of God
Verse:
| I | VII | I | I |
| I | VII | I | I |
| I | I | V | I |
Chorus:
| VII | VII | I | I |
| I | I | V | I |