Wayfaring Stranger - The Smoky Mountain Singers
I am a poor wayfaring stranger
Travelling through this world of woe
Yet there's no sickness toil or danger
In that bright world to which I go
I'm going there to see my father
I'm going there no more to roam
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home
And the dark clouds will gather around me
I know my way is rough and steep
Yet beauteous fields lie just before me
Where God's redeemed their vigils keep
And I'm going there to see my mother
She said she'd meet me when I come
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home
I'm only going over home