Eva Cassidy - Wayfaring Stranger Lyrics
I am a poor wayfaring strangerWhile journeying through this world of woe;And theres no sickness, toil nor dangerIn that bright world to which I go.Im going there to see my Father,Im going there no more to roam;Im only go-going over Jordan,Im only go-going over home.I know dark clouds will gather 'round me,I know my way is rough and steep;And beautiful fields lie just before me,Where Gods redeemed there vigils keep.Im going there to see my Father,Im going there no more to roam;Im only go-going over Jordan,Im only go-going over home.Im going there to see my mother,Im going there no more to roam;Im only go-going over Jordan,Im only go-going over home.I want to wear that crown of glory,When I get home to that good land;Well I want to shout salvations story,In concert with ohh the blood-washed band,Im going there to see my Saviour,Im going there no more to roam;Im only go-going over Jordan,Im only go-going over home.Well Im only go-going over home.Yeah only go-going over home.