Wayfaring Stranger

i am a poor, wayfaring Stranger

traveling through this world alone

there's no sickness, toil or danger

In that bright land, to which i go

i'm going there to see my mother

i'm going there no more to roam

I'm only going over Jordan

I'm only going over home now



(Hey-ey-ey yeah....)



And i know dark clouds, will gather me

and I know my way, is rough and steep

and the beautiful fields lie just beyond me



and i know my way, is rough and steep

i'm going there to see my mother

and i'm going there no more to roam

I'm only going over Jordan

I'm only going over home now



cause i am a poor, wayfaring Stranger

traveling through this world alone

there's no sickness, toil or danger

In that bright land, to which i go

i'm going there to see my mother

and i'm going there no more to roam

I'm only going over Jordan

I'm only going over home now