I am a poor wayfaring stranger
A-traveling thru this world below
But there's no sickness, toil, or danger

In that bright land to which I go
I'm going there to see my Father
I'm going there no more to roam

I'm just a-going over Jordan
I'm just a-going over home


I am a poor wayfaring stranger
A-traveling thru this world below
But there's no sickness, toil, or danger

In that bright land to which I go
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-going over home

I'm just a-going over home