Paroles de Wayfaring Stranger

I am a poor wayfaring stranger A-traveling thru this world below But there's no sickness, toil, or danger In that bright 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 am a poor wayfaring stranger A-traveling thru this world below But there's no sickness, toil, or danger In that bright land to which I go I'm going there to see my mother She said she'd meet me when I come I'm just a-going over Jordan I'm just a-going over home I'm just a-going over home I'm just a-going over home