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1. I`m just a poor wayfaring stranger
Dm Am
Travelling through this world below
Am
There is no sickness no toil nor danger
Dm Am
In that bright land to which I go
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I`m going there to see my Father
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And all my loved ones who`ve gone on
Am
So I`m just going over Jordan
Dm
I`m just going over home
2. I know dark clouds will gather round me
I know my way is hard and steep
But beautious fields arise 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
So I`m just going over Jordan
Am
I`m just going over home
Am
I`m just going over Jordan
Dm Am
I`m just going over home
