Dusty Springfield - Poor Wayfaring Stranger Lyrics
(traditional)I am a poor, wayfaring strangerWandering oer this world of woeAnd theres no sickness, toil or dangerIn that bright land to which I goIm going home to see my fatherIm going home, no more to roamIm only going over jordanIm only going over homeI know dark clouds will gather round meI know my way is rough and steepBut beautious fields lie just before meWhere men redeemed their vigils keepIm going home to see my motherIm going there, no more to roamIm only going over jordanIm only going over home