I am a pilgrim and a stranger Travelling through this wearisome land I`ve got a home in that yonder city, good Lord And it`s not, not made by hand
I`ve got a mother, sister and a brother Who have gone this way before I am determined to go and see them, good Lord For they`re on that other shore
I`m goin` down to the river of Jordan Just to bathe my wearisome soul If I can just touch the hem of his garment, good Lord Then I know he`d take me home
I am a pilgrim and a stranger Travelling through this wearisome land I`ve got a home in that yonder city, good Lord And it`s not, not made by hand
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