I am a poor wayfarin stranger
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While travelin through this world below
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There's no sickness toil or danger
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In the fair land to which I go
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I'm goin there to see my mother
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I'm goin there no more to roam
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I am just goin over Jordan
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I am just goin over home
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I know dark clouds will hover o'er me
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I know my path is rough and steep
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But golden fields lie out before me
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Where weary eyes no more will weep
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I'm goin there to see my brother
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I'm goin there no more to roam
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I am just goin over Jordan
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I am just goin over home
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I'll soon be free from every trial
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This form will rest beneath the sod
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I'll drop the cross of self denial
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And enter in my home with God
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I'm goin there to see my saviour
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I'm goin there no more to roam
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I am just goin over Jordan
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I am just goin over home
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Wayfarin' Stranger
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| Tim O'Brien |
