Songtext von Wayfaring’ Stranger

I am a poor wayfaring stranger Traveling through this world alone There is no sickness, toil nor danger In that bright world to which I go I'm going there to see my father I'm going there No more to roam I'm only going over Jordan Only going over home I know that dark clouds will gather round me I know my way is rough and steep Yet golden fields lie just before me Where God the demons the... keep I'm going there to see my mother She said she's meet me when I come I'm only going over Jordan I'm only going over home I am a poor wayfaring stranger Walk and Travel through this world alone There is no sickness, toil nor danger In that bright world to which I go I'm going there to see my father I'm going there No more to roam