Текст песни: Wayfaring Stranger / Wabash Blues + перевод

I’m just a poor, wayfarin' stranger

I’m a-travellin' through this world of woe

There ain’t no sickness, toil, or danger

In that bright world to which I go

I’m goin' there to see my father

He said he’d meet me when I come

I’m only goin' over Jordan

I’m only goin' over home

I know dark clouds will gather around me

I know my way be rough and steep

The beautiful song of those who’ve fallen

Are just before this world to see

I’m goin' there to see my mother

I’m goin' there, no more to roam

I’m only goin' over Jordan

I’m only goin' over home

I’ll soon be free from earthly trials

My own body rest in the old churchyard

I’ll drop my cross of self-denial

And I’ll journey to my great reward

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