I`m just a poor wayfaring stranger
Travelling through this world of woe
And there`s no sickness no toil or trouble
In this fair land to which I go
I`m going there
To meet my mother
I`m going there
To move to roam
I`m just a going over Jordan
I`m just a going over home
Travelling through this world of woe
And there`s no sickness no toil or trouble
In this fair land to which I go
I`m going there
To meet my mother
I`m going there
To move to roam
I`m just a going over Jordan
I`m just a going over home