I am a pilgrim and a stranger
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Traveling through this wearisome land
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I've got a home built
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In that yonder city, good Lord
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And it's not, not made by hand
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I got a mother
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A sister and a father
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Them gone on now, to the other shore
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And I'm determined
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To go and see them good Lord
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And to live with them forever more
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When I go down to the river of Jordan
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Just to bathe my, my weary soul
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If I can but touch
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The hem of his garment good lord
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Then I, I know you'll make me whole
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And when he lay me down for the last time
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With his hard hand restin' on my breast
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I don't want none
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Of that weeping and crying over me
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Because you know that I've gone to rest
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Yes, I'm a pilgrim and a stranger
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Traveling through this, this wearisome land
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I've got a home in that yonder city, good Lord
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And it's not, not made by hand
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I Am A Pilgrim
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| Aaron Neville |
