A Band of Angels Coming After Me: "Swing low sweet chariot. Coming for to carry me home. A band of angels coming after me. Coming for to carry me home." These are perhaps the most well-known lyrics of all the spirituals written by slaves in the pre-Civil War era. Today, they capture the hope of everlasting life in the great beyond, a place that will be so much sweeter than the home we know on Earth. Greenmount Cemetery.