Roseanne Cash Follow

Wayfarin Stranger

I'm just a poor wayfarin’ stranger
Travelin' through this land of woe
But there's no sickness, toil or danger
In that bright land
To which I go.

I'm going home to see my father
I'm going home no more to roam
I’m just going o’er to Jordan
I am just going over home.

I know dark clouds will hover o’er me
I know my path is rough and steep
But golden fields lie just before me
Where weary eyes no more shall weep

I'm going home to see my father
I'm going home no more to roam
I am just going o’er to Jordan
I am just going over home.

I want to wear a crown a glory
When I get home to Abraham
I want to shout the salvation story
In concert with that blood washed man

I'm going home to see my savior
I'm going home no more to roam
I am just going o’er to Jordan
I am just going over home.