Joshua Fit the Battle

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

Jericho, Jericho

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

And the walls came tumblin' down

I know you've heard about Joshua

He was the son of Nun

He never stopped his work, no, never, never

Not until the work was done

You may talk about your men of Gideon

You may brag about your men of Saul

But there're none like good old Joshua

In the battle of Jericho

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

Jericho, Jericho

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

And the walls came tumblin' down

Oh, up to the walls of Jericho

He marched with spear in hand

"Go blow them ram horns," Joshua cried

'Cause the battle is in my hands

Yet bold and brave he stood

God's victory the plan

"Go blow them ram horns," Joshua cried

Salvation in his hands

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

Jericho, Jericho

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

And the walls came tumblin' down

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

Jericho, Jericho

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

And the walls came tumblin' down

Tumblin' down, tumblin' down

Tumblin' down, tumblin' down

Then the lamb, ram, sheep horns began to blow

The trumpets began to sound

Old Joshua shouted, "Glory"

And the walls came tumblin' down

Joshua

Oh, Joshua, Joshua

Joshua

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

Jericho, Jericho

Joshua fit the battle of Jericho

And the walls came tumblin' down

Joshua

Oh, Joshua, Joshua

Joshua

Tumblin' down, tumblin' down

Tumblin' down, down

Tumblin' down, tumblin' down

Tumblin' down, down