- [first lines]
- Chorus: [singing] Swing low, sweet chariot, / Comin' for to carry me home. / Swing low, sweet chariot, / Comin' for to carry me home.
- Deacon: Er, uh, good mornin', Brother Brown.
- [last lines]
- Deacon: And dat, Brother Brown, is why the bass don't bite on Sunday.