Текст песни Eva Cassidy - Wayfaring Stranger
Eva Cassidy - Wayfaring Stranger слова песни
I am a poor wayfaring stranger While journeying through this world of woe; And there`s no sickness, toil nor danger In that bright land to which I go. I`m going there to see my Father,I`m going there no more to roam;I`m only go-going over Jordan, I`m only go-going over home. I know dark clouds will gather �round me, I know my way is rough and steep; And beautiful fields lie just before me, Where God`s redeemed there vigils keep. I`m going there to see my Father, I`m going there no more to roam; I`m only go-going over Jordan, I`m only go-going over home. <instrumental> I`m going there to see my mother, I`m going there no more to roam; I`m only go-going over Jordan, I`m only go-going over home. I want to wear that crown of glory, When I get home to that good land; Well I want to shout salvation`s story, In concert with ohh the blood-washed band, I`m going there to see my Saviour, I`m going there no more to roam; I`m only go-going over Jordan, I`m only go-going over home. Well I`m only go-going over home. Yeah only go-going over home.