I am a poor wayfaring stranger
While traveling through this world below
Yet there's no sickness, toil or danger
In that bright worlds you which I go
I'm going there to see my father
I'm going there no more the road
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home
I'm going there to see my mother
She said she need me when I come
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home
Submitted by walter at Mon 29 Feb, 2016 11:14 pm