The Cossack Song

(1) I wouldn't want to be a Cossack,

Heading for the Palestine road,

Thinking about what's written in the Word of God,

Thinking about what he's foretold.

I wouldn't want to be there, heading for my grave.

(2) I wouldn't want to march with the comrades

When they enter Israel,

Heading straight into the fiery wrath of God,

Heading straight into...well,

(3) If I were in the Red army,

I think I'd take a permanent leave;

I'd humble my heart, and I'd ask the Lord

To take me with his Church when it leaves.

(4) It won't be long till it happens

Just like old Ezekiel said;

You ought to make your home in heaven, Brother,

And skip the other place instead.

Chorus: You don't want to be there; no, and neither do I.

We only want to be there for that meeting in the sky.