Wayfaring Stranger

Wayfaring Stranger - Tony Rice

I'm a poor wayfaring stranger

While traveling thru this world of woe

Yet there's no sickness toil or danger

In that bright world to which i go

I'm going there see my mother

She said she'd meet me when i come

I'm just going over jordan

I'm just going over home

I know dark clouds will hang round me

I know my way is rough and steep

Yet beauteous fields lie just before me

Where god's redeemed their virgils keep

I'm going there see my mother

I'm going there no more to roam

I'm just going over jordan

I'm just going over home

I'm going there see my mother

She said she'd meet me when i come

I'm just going over jordan

I'm just going over home