Wayfaring Stranger Songtext
von Patty Griffin

I′d like to play an old song
Nobody knows really where it came from
But they play it a lot in America
This old traditional number

I am a poor wayfaring stranger
Traveling through this world of woe
There's no sickness, toil, or danger
In that bright world to which I go


Going there to see my father
Going there no more to roam
I′m only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home

I know dark clouds will gather 'round me
I know my way is rough and steep
Beauteous fields lie just before me
Where God′s redeemed his vigil′s keep

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