Warfare - Uncle Tupelo

My Lord told his disciples
After I'm risen and gone
You'll meet with troubles and trials bear your rebukes and scorns

My warfare will soon be ended
My race is almost run
My warfare will soon be ended
And I'm coming home

You can rebuke me all you want to
I'm travelling home to God
I'm well acquainted with the crosses and all my ways are hard

They say my lord is the devil
They call his saints the same
I don't expect much more down here than grief and scorn and shame

God bless them holiness people
The Presbyterians too
Those good old shouting Methodists
Those praying Baptists too

And when you get to heaven
I want to see you there
And when I say amen
I want you to say so too

My warfare will soon be ended
My race is almost run
My warfare will soon be ended
And I'm coming home
I'm coming home