Текст песни TRACE ADKINS - Wayfaring Stranger
TRACE ADKINS - Wayfaring Stranger слова песни
Текст песни TRACE ADKINS - Wayfaring Stranger
(Trace Adkins/Scott Hendricks)I am a poor wayfaring strangerTraveling through this world of woeYet there's no sickness, no toil or dangerIn that bright world to which I go( )I'm going there to see my fatherI'm going there no more to roamI'm only going over to JordanI'm only going over homeYes, LordI know dark clouds will gather around meI know my way is rough and steepYet beauteous fields lie just before meWhere God's redeemed their vigils keepI'm going there to see my motherShe said she'd meet me when I comeI'm only going over to JordanI'm only going over to homeGoin' home nowOh, somebody show me the way home