Wayfaring Stranger – Roud #3339
I’m just a poor wayfaring stranger
Traveling through this world alone
There's no sickness, no toil nor danger
In that bright land to which I go
I'm going back to see my mother
All my loved ones who’ve gone on
I’m just going over Jordan
I’m just going over home
Break
I know dark clouds will gather round me
I know my way is hard and steep
But shining fields are right before me
Where God's redeemed, their vigils keep
I'm going back to see my father
He said he'd meet me when I’m gone
I'm just going over Jordan
I'm just going over home
Break
I'm going back to see my mother
All my loved ones who’ve gone on
I’m just going over Jordan
I’m just going over home
I’m just going over Jordan
I’m just going over home
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