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CUTTS - Wayfaring Stranger Lyrics

 CUTTS - Wayfaring Stranger Lyrics

I’m just a poor
Wayfaring stranger
Traveling through
This world below

There is no sickness  
Toil or danger
In this bright land
To which I go

I’m goin’ there
To see my father
He said he’d meet
Me when I go

I’m just going
Over Jordan
I’m just goin’
Over home

I know dark clouds
Will gather round’ me
I know my way
Is hard and steep

But golden fields
Arise before me
Where gods redeem
Their vigils keep

I’m goin there
To see my mother
She said she’d meet me
When I go

I’m just going
Over jordan
I’m just going
Over home

I’m just going
Over home