Rise to the rhythm, rise to the call

Come face the music, or be nowhere at all

Go down to the river, no need to fear

Your trials can be over, there are no judges here

There are no judges here

Somewhere east of Eden

Let there be no doubt

No flaming swords of cherubim

To keep you out

Rise to the rhythm, rise to the call

Come face the music, or be nowhere at all

Go down to the river, no need to fear

Your trials can be over, there are no judges here

There are no judges here

Come on back to Camptown

Celebrate the news

No need for a clamp-down

Once you've paid your dues

Rise to the rhythm, rise to the call

Come face the music, or be nowhere at all

Go down to the river, no need to fear

Your trials can be over, there are no judges here

There are no judges here

There are no judges here