Poor Wayfaring Stranger lyrics

I am a poor, wayfaring stranger

Wandering o'er this world of woe

And there's no sickness, toil or danger

In that bright land to which I go

I'm going home to see my father

I'm going home, no more to roam

I'm only going over Jordan

I'm only going over home

I know dark clouds will gather round me

I know my way is rough and steep

But beauteous fields lie just before me

Where men redeemed their vigil's keep

I'm going home to see my mother

I'm going there, no more to roam

I'm only going over Jordan

I'm only going over home

• Artist:Dusty Springfield