The Good Old Fashioned Way

Verse 1

I am on the Gospel highway, Pressing forward to the goal, Where for me a rest remaineth In the homeland of the soul: Ev'ry hour I'm moving onward, Not a moment to delay; I am going home to glory In the good old-fashioned way.

Chorus

In the good old-fashioned way, In the good old-fashioned way, I am going home to glory In the good old-fashioned way.

Verse 2

From the snares of sinful pleasure, Here my feet are always free; Tho' the way may be called narrow, It is wide enough for me; It was wide enough for Daniel, And for David in His day; I am glad that I can follow In the good old-fashioned way.

Verse 3

Many friends have gone before me, They have laid their armour down, With the pilgrims and the martyrs Have obtained a robe and crown; On this road they fought their battles, Shouting vict'ry day by day. I shall overcome and join them In the good old-fashioned way.

Verse 4

Just a few more steps to follow, Just a few more days to roam; But the way grows more delightful As I'm drawing nearer home; When the storms of life are over, And the clouds have rolled away, I shall find the gates of heaven In the good old-fashioned way.

Chorus 2

Then palms of victory, crowns of glory, Palms of victory I shall wear.