Stephen loved the poor and weak They killed him with a stone An angel from heaven held his hand Stephen didn't even moan Poor Stephen didn't even moan Jesus when you come for me How will I really know? Send my brother Gabriel down To make that whistle blow Oh, make that whistle blow Rock me river, rock me dear To the depths below Carry my body away from here When it's my time to go Oh, when's my time to go? I'm doing the best I can I cannot do no more Wanna get to heaven and the holy land I gotta keep on the narrow Keep on the narrow road When I die you can bury me Boil or burn my bones Drown them in the deepest sea But don't ever let me die alone No, never let me die alone