Текст (слова) песни: Dusty Springfield - Poor Wayfaring Stranger
I am a poor, wayfaring stranger Wandering o`er this world of woe And 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 only going over Jordan I`m only going over home
I know dark clouds will gather round me I know my way is rough and steep But beautious fields lie just before me Where men redeemed their vigil`s keep I`m going home to see my mother I`m going there, no more to roam I`m only going over Jordan I`m only going over home
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