Wayfaring Stranger

I'm a poor wayfaring stranger
Traveling through this world of woe
But there's no sickness, toil, no danger
In that fair land, to which I go

I'm going there to see my father
I'm going there no more, to roam
I'm just-a going, over Jordan
I'm just-a going, over home

I know dark clouds, will gather round me
I know my way, is rough and steep
But beauteous fields lie just before me
Where gods redeemed their vigils keep

I'm going home to see my mother
She said she'd meet me when I come
I'm only going, over Jordan
I'm only going, over home

Vocals

I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger
I'm just a going over home
I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger
I'm just a going over home



Credits
Writer(s): Traditional, Jamie Woon
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