Текст песни Wayfarin' Stranger

I am a poor wayfarin' stranger,
Travelin' through this land of woe
And there's no sickness, toil or danger,
In that bright land to which I go

I'm goin' home to see my Father
I'm goin' there no more to roam
I am just goin' over Jordan
I am just goin' over home

I know dark clouds will hover o'er me
I know my pathway's rough and steep
But golden fields lie just before me
Where weary eyes no more shall weep
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I'm goin' home to see my brother
I'm goin' home no more to roam
I am just goin' over Jordan
I am just goin' over home

I want to wear the crown of glory
When I get home to that bright land
I want to shout salvation's story
In concert with that bloodwashed band

I'm goin' home to see my Saviour
I'm goin' home no more to roam
I am just goin' over Jordan
I am just goin' over home