Well, the short version of the story goes something like this:
Claude Ely’s family gathered around his twelve-year-old tuberculosis-racked body and prayed, as believers do and, in response, he spontaneously composed “Ain’t No Grave.”
And the rest is history.
Of course, there is more to the story. Much, much more.
Happy Easter, my brothers and sisters.
“Ain’t No Grave (Gonna Hold My Body Down)” – Brother Claude Ely cover