I am a pilgrim and a stranger

Traveling through this wearisome land

And I got a home in that yonder city, good Lord

And it's not, not made by hand.



I got a mother, sister and a brother

Who have been this, this way before

But I'm determined to go and see them

Over on that other shore.



Sing it.



I am a pilgrim and a stranger

Traveling through this wearisome land

And I got a home in that yonder city, good Lord

And it's not, not made by hand.



Play it

Play that one more time.



I'm going down to thet river of Jordan

Just to bathe my wearisome soul

And if I could touch the hem of His garment

Then I know he'll take me home.



I am a pilgrim and a stranger

Traveling through this wearisome land

And I got a home in that yonder city, good Lord

And it's not, not made by hand.

Yeah.



I am a pilgrim and a stranger

Traveling through this wearisome land

And I got a home in that yonder city, good Lord

And it's not, not made by hand.



Good Lord, not made my hand.

Good Lord, not made my hand.

Good Lord, not made my hand.



I'm a pilgrim and a stranger...