Wayfaring Stranger / You Got Me Runnin' Songtext
von Tim Buckley

I′m a poor wayfaring stranger
Lord, a traveling through this world of woe
And I find sickness, toil and danger
Lord, everywhere, everywhere I go
I'm going there to see my brother
I′m going there no more to roam
I'm going there, it's just over Jordan
I′m going there to my new home
One of these mornings and it won′t be long
All men will rise and stand side by side
And hand in hand, oh, they're bound for glory
Their clothes will fall on freedom′s side
I'm going there, Lord, to find my brother
I′m going there no more to roam
Oh, I'm going there, it′s just over Jordan
I'm going there no more to roam
If you've been passing through, Lord, the swinging gates
Chances are you′ve looked behind you
And wondered where you are
And wondered where you are


Oh, to know another man′s heart
To know him through his pain
To know him through his happiness
Then you can truly smile
Then you can truly smile
No, it's not, not just what you say
No, it′s mostly how you feel it
But it's not how much you spend
No, it′s mostly where you lend it
Lord, I look around me every morning
So many, Lord, so many
So many, Lord, so many
So many, Lord, so many
So many, Lord, so many
So many, Lord, so many
So many, Lord, so manyI just have to
Wonder, truly wonder, truly wonder
Do you care much about life to fall off and start again?
Oh, it keeps me running, it keeps me hiding
It keeps me peeping, Lord, don't you know sometimes you find it
It keeps me slipping, little sliding
It keeps me running and hiding, peeping and a-finding
I know I don′t have that much love to give
Oh, but I'll find a way to try
Lord, if that gate ain't swinging low
I got the key in my heart to try
What have you been passing through, oh, that swinging gate?
Chances are you′ve looked behind you
I wonder where in hell you′ve been going, wonder where you are
And why you'll carry on
Lord, your mind wants to die but your heart
Keeps yelling back, "Better keep going"
Those voices from the sea keep calling out, "Don′t let us down"
The wind's gonna howl it, baby′s gonna cry
Keep running and hiding, peeping and a-finding
Slipping and a-sliding, running and a-trying
Keep on trying
Oh, now the room keeps buzzing, yes
Just like a beehive in the forest when the bear's around
Lord, he hates to be caught, hates to be brought down
I ain′t gonna suck the life from you
Lord, I got my roots back home and I'm just here on borrowed time
Just thought I'd pass by and say, "Hello, friend"
You don′t feel the same way I do and I thank God for that
You see, I′m just a rusty hinge
Keep on running, keep on listening to your heart
Oh, listen to your heart
Don't take the sparkle out of those little children′s eyes
Let 'em run and play, let ′em run and play
Soon enough they'll be just like you
I am a poor, oh, a very strange man
Oh, I′ve traveled and through, oh, this world of woe
Lord, and I've found sickness, sickness, oh, toil and trouble
Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere I see
But I'm going there, oh, to find, to find my brother
Oh, they told me that he, he′ll be waiting there
Oh, I′m going there, Lord, it's just over Jordan