Wayfaring Stranger Songtext
von Paula Cole

I′m gone, I'm gone
I′m gone, and I'm going over home
I'm gone, I′m gone
I′m gone, and I'm going over home

I am a poor wayfaring stranger
Traveling through this world below
There is no sickness, no toil, nor danger
In that bright land to which I go

I′m going there to see my father
And all my loved ones who've gone on
I′m just going over Jordan
I'm just going over home

I know dark clouds will gather ′round me
I know my way is rough and steep
But beauteous fields arise before me
And God's redeemed the Vigil's Keep


I′m going there to see my mother
She said she′d meet me when I come
I'm just going over Jordan
I′m just going over home

I am a poor wayfaring stranger
Traveling through this world below
There is no sickness, no toil, nor danger
In that bright land to which I go

I'm going there to see my father
And all my loved ones who′ve gone on
I'm going there to see my mother
She said she′d meet me when I come

I'm just going over Jordan
I'm just going over home
I′m just going over home
I′m just going over home

I'm gone, I′m gone
I'm gone, and I′m going over home
I'm gone, I′m gone
I'm gone, and I'm going over home