I first heard this song when Bob Dylan used it as a show-opener. What a delightful song. Ever since it has been a favourite sing-along on any car ride falling on a Sunday.
Bob did it most like (the amazing, staggering) Roy Acuff. Youtube fails to provide on that but it's along the lines of The Dillards bluegrass version, which led me to this Pentecostal Temple Choir recording... which led me to a quartet of seriously old skool men doing one a seriously uncool, and yet charming, version; The Blue Ridge Quartet, RIP (I assume).
Here's Bishop Azeal giving a nice reading of the song; oh Oh OH OOOOH....
And some little girls down at the Missouri banjo contest...
A versatile song. A song of faith, a song of fate, a song of celebration, a song of comfort, and on top of it all, whether sung by straight-laced men of the church, or by hicks at the county banjo contest... a song of joy.
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