Народные и застольные песни — Wayfaring Stranger

            Am             Am
I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger 
          Dm                    Am
Traveling through this world of woe 
           Am                 Am
There's no sickness, toil nor danger 
             Dm              Am
In that fair land to which I go 
          F               C
I'm going there to see my father 
          F                 E7
I'm going there, no more to roam 
           Am         Am
I'm just a-going over Jordan 
           Dm         Am
I'm just a-going over home 
 
I know dark clouds will gather 'round me 
I know my way is rough and steep 
Yet beauteous fields lie out before me 
Where God's redeemed, their vigils keep 
I'm going there to see my mother 
She said she'd meet me when I come 
I'm just a-going over Jordan 
I'm just a-going over home 
I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger 
I'm just a-going over home