Wayfarin' Strangers Songtext
von Odetta

I′m a poor wayfarin' stranger
A-travelin′ through a-this land of woe
Ain't no sorrow, no hate, no danger
In that ol' land to where I go


I′m goin′ there, gonna meet my mama
Goin' there, no more to roam
Goin′ there, gonna meet the master
Goin' there, no more to roam...

You′re a poor, poor, poor stranger
A-walkin' through a-this land of woe
Ain′t no sickness, ain't no hate, no sorrow
In that ol' land where I go