Wayfaring Stranger — текст песни (Trace Adkins)

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

I`m going there to see my father
I`m going there no more to roam
I`m only going over to Jordan
I`m only going over home
Yes, Lord

I know dark clouds will gather around me
I know my way is rough and steep
Yet beauteous fields lie just 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 only going over to Jordan
I`m only going over to home
Goin` home now
Oh, somebody show me the way home