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I am a poor wayfaring stranger
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Traveling through this world of woe
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Yet there's no sickness, no toil or danger
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In that bright world to which I go
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I'm going there to see my father
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I'm going there no more to roam
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I'm only going over to Jordan
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I'm only going over home
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Yes, Lord
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I know dark clouds will gather around me
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I know my way is rough and steep
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Yet beauteous fields lie just before me
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Where God's redeemed their vigils keep
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I'm going there to see my mother
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She said she'd meet me when I come
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I'm only going over to Jordan
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I'm only going over to home
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Goin' home now
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Oh, somebody show me the way home
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Wayfaring Stranger
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Trace Adkins |