'De Glory Road' is performed by Lawrence Tibbett in the 1935 film, Metropolitan, a 'back-stage' drama with songs and musical segments from opera interspersed throughout.
On the Glory Road! On the Glory Road! I?m gonna shed my sorrow on the Glory Road I lay on my bed until one o?clock The Lord come calling on his faithful flock. And He called ?Whoo-ee!? and He called ?Whoo-ee!? And I knew that the Saviour was calling me. And He called ?Whoo-ee!? and He called ?Whoo-ee!? And I cried ?Master Jesus, are you calling me?? And He called ?Whoo-ee!? and He called ?Whoo-ee!? And I rose from my pallet and I cried ?It?s me!? The Lord says, ?Brother, I?ve called you thrice? ?To ride along behind me up to paradise? ?On the Glory Road! On the Glory Road! On the Glory Road!? So I climbed up on the saddle and I joined the load. And the horse was longer than a thousand miles His tail was lashing, and his hoofs were wild His mane was flaming and his eyes were moons, And his mouth kept singing Hallelujah tunes! The Lord says, ?Brother, take a look around? There we were flying over miles of ground Powerful hills, and mountains too, And the earth and the people were dropped from view. And I heard all around me how the spirits sang, And the Lord sang louder than the whole she-bang! The Lord said, ?Brother, take a look again? And there was the Devil, on the back of Sin, A-bangin? on that creature with his whip and showed, That he was sure to catch us on the Glory Road! I cried Lord, it?s the Devil, coming straight from Hell! I can tell him, by his roaring and his brimstone smell! But the Lord said, ?Brother, he ain?t caught us yet!? And He lashed and He hustled and He loosed the bit. Then the Devil crept closer andI heard him yell, ?I?m gonna catch a sinner, for to roast in Hell!? Ane I cried, ?Lord, save me!? And the Lord cried, ?Sure!? And then we got to Heaven and he shut the door! O Glory, Glory, Glory, how the angels sang! O Glory, Glory, Glory, how the rafters rang! And Moses, and Aaron, and Methusalum, They shouted, they hollered, they beat the drum. King Solomon kissed me and his thousand wives, Just like they knew me, during all their lives! The Lord said, ?Brother, take a grandstand seat. I guess you?re hungry; have a bite to eat? And the ravens fed me, and Elijah prayed, The Saved Ones gathered, while the organ played. They cried, ?Oh sinner, this is your abode On the Glory Road, on the Glory Road.? Cried the Lord, ?No, brother, travel back To help poor sinners up the Glory Track; To help the wicked ones with all their wrongs, By singing loud Hallelujah songs.? Oh come, my brethren, get beside your load , And come to Heaven up the Glory Road, Glory Road, Glory Road, Glory Road!
O de Glory Road! O de Glory Road! I'm gwine ter drap mah load upon de Glory Road! I lay on mah bed untell one erclock, An' de Lawd come callin' all his faithful flock. An' He call "Whoo-ee!" an' He call "Whoo-ee!" An' I knowed dat de Sabior wuz ercallin' me. An' He call "Who-ee!" an' He call "Whoo-ee!" An' I cry "Massa Jesus, is you callin' me?" An' He call "Who-ee!" an' He call "Whoo-ee!" An' I riz up f'um mah pallet an' I cry, "Hyahs me!" De Lawd sez, "Brother, ain' I call yer thrice Ter ride erlong behin' me up ter Paradise, On de Glory Road! Glory Road! Glory Road!" An' I clime up ter de saddle an' I jined de load! De hawse he wuz longer dan a thousan' mile; His tail went lashin', an' his hoofs wuz wil'; His mane wuz flamin' an' his eyes wuz moons, An' his mouth kep's singin' Hallaluya tunes! De Lawd sez, "Brother, why'n cher look erroun'?" An' dar we wuz flyin' over risin' groun'. Powerful hills, an' mountains too, An' de earth an' de people wuz drapt f'um view. An' I hyahd all roun' me how de sperits sang, An' de Lawd sang louder dan de whole she-bang! De Lawd sez, "Brother, why'n cher look ergin'?" An' dar wuz de Debbil, on de back av Sin, A-bangin' on de critter wid his whip an' goad, An' boun' he gwine ter kotch us on de Glory Road! O Lawdy, it's de Debbil, comin' straight f'um Hell! I kin tell him, by his roarin', an' de brimstone smell! But de Lawd sez, "Brother, he ain' kotch us yit!" An' He lashed an' He hustled an He loosed de bit. Den de Debbil crep' closuh an' I hyahd him yell, "I'm gwine ter kotch a niggah, fur ter roas' in Hell!" An' I cried, "Lawd, sabe me!" An' de Lawd cry, "Sho!" An' hyah it wuz Hebben an' we shet de do! O Glory, Glory, how de angels sang! O Glory, Glory, how de rafters rang! An' Moses, 'n' Aaron, an' Methusalum, Dey shout an' dey holler an' dey beat de drum. King Solomon kissed me an' his thousan' wives, Jes' like dey'd knowned me, durin' all dey lives! An de Lawd sez, "Brother, take a gran'stan' seat. But I specks youse hongry; have a bite ter eat?" An' de ravens fed me, an' Elijah prayed, An' de Sabed Ones gathered, while de organ played. An' dey cry, "O sinnah, come an' lose yuh load. On de Glory Road, on de Glory Road." Sez de Lawd, "No, sinnah, you mus' trabble back Ter he'p po' niggahs up de Glory Track; Ter he'p old mo'ners, an de scoffin' coons, By shoutin' loud Hallelujah tunes." O come, ma breddren, won't yuh drap yuh load, An' ride ter Hebben up de Glory Road, Glory Road, Glory Road, Glory Road!