No Evil - Wayfaring Stranger | Текст песни

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I am a poor wayfarin' stranger.
Just traveling through this world of woe.
Yet there is no sickness, toil or danger,
In that fair land, to which I go.

I'm goin' home, to see my father.
I'm goin' home, no more to roam.
I'm only goin' o'er to Jordan
I'm only goin' over home.

I know dark clouds will gather round me
...Ain't no grave gonna' pull my body down.
I know my way is rough and steep;
...Ain't no grave gonna' pull my body down.
But, beauteous fields, lie just before me.
...When I hear that trumpet sound,
...Gonna' get up outta the ground.
Where weary eyes, no more shall weep,
...Ain't no grave gonna' pull my body down.

I'm goin' home, to see my mother.
...Meet me, Mother and Father.
She said she'd meet me when I come.
...Meet me in the river road
I'm only goin' o'er to Jordan
I'm only goin' over home.
...Ain't no grave gonna' pull my body down.

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